[ As usual, Sholmes' abrupt appearance next to van Zieks raises many disturbing questions: when exactly did the detective arrive? How does he already have a drink in his hand? Which drink is that? Judging by its strange color and concerning smell, it seems to be ... very much off-menu ... ? ]

I must say, Mr. Reaper, this is not at all what I expected. I was imagining something grim. Funerary. Not a positively cozy soirée such as this!