"CAN I!- wait can I..?" Bill makes a show of pulling out a book and muttering as he sifts through its contents, unintelligible phrases occasionally spilling through his stream of conscious babble.

"YES." He smoothly claps the book shut with one hand, 'poofing' it out of existence with a suave flourish. "YES I CAN. SO! Can I TRUST I have your CONSENT for this?"

He blinks, the barest tinges of blue beginning to infiltrate the white's of his eye.

"DO WE HAVE A DEAL?"