"Of course not," Albus replies, as if he thinks him mad on the contrary (Scorpius chokes on the champagne). Ignoring his cough, Albus continues. "I was only joking about the sex swing, Father. Honestly, to think you'd trust me to pull something like that off. Anyone want some - this is some sort of cream-filled cake. I don't know exactly what's in it, but I'm sure it's something really marvellous."