"You're quite welcome." the advisor replied easily. It really was no trouble to help and he had offered. The manners of course were definitely a mark in her favour though Ignis unlike Tony accepted people as they were.

Thinking of the other man, Ignis knew how to get around him if it came down to it.

And then a thing full of tentacles came at him and this time it reminded him of a Marlboro. He didn't try to hide a disgusted sort of face and resummoned his lance to push it off. "I'm not quite sure, but hopefully no one is allergic to seafood since we're going to be drowning in it for awhile."

Yes he just made a pun, but it's a test of sorts.