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As he is praised, Ravinger continues to beam.  He knows he's good, but it never hurts to hear it. "Thank you," his tone suggests he's already aware of his worth as a singer, too.  He's never exactly been shy about his talents.  Arrogance runs in the family, and he's a prime example of the power behind these genes.  To go along with his ego, he also boasts a healthy serving of ineptitude.  He is entirely unaware of the inner turmoil he's inspired (as usual).  So, when Henryk finally responds to him, he laughs loudly.

"Dinner!  Aren't you a high-class fellow?" he seems delighted. "Don't you worry, dear Henryk.  If it is dinner you want, then dinner you will have.  In the meantime, though, how about we sing a little diddy together?  You sing, yes?  If not, why, what a fateful meeting that I should find you!" Ravinger continues on full speed, clearly unperturbed or unknowing of any rift he's created between them.