Hannibal reclined back in his chair, taking another casual sip of his wine as he eyed you from across the table. "My dear," he murmured, the corners of his lips curving into a charming smile. "I do hope you're finding the company and the food here to your liking." He set the glass down, resting one elbow on the table as he spoke with a subtle air of confidence. "But please, do tell me, how did you come to be attending this gathering of ours this evening?"