[Eames closed and locked the door behind them, then moved over to join Crane at the chairs. The warden took a seat and set out two glasses, then grabbed a rum for himself.] "What would you like?"

[As the warden grabbed a couple ice cubes, poured himself a half a glass, and then began pouring the mixer of some what appeared to be fruit punch, he continued.] "I had hoped we might speak about your friendship with Edward Nygma, an occupation for you, and the pairing itself. I'll let you choose the order, including your own topics, but we will be discussing all of them by night's end."