"I have my suspicions." And it's accompanied by a boyish, bordering on flirtatious smile (not that he thinks this is going in that direction --this is something else entirely). But he doesn't say any more on the matter; even if he had reached the right conclusion without his powers, it's best not to show off too much.

However, at the mention of 'forfeit,' his eyes flick in a mildly questioning glance. Intriguing. In the meantime, he waves down one of the waiting staff so they can at least take care of one of those issues.

"I may have a few of my own, but feel free to ask away." Although for the moment, he turns to look up at the newly arrived waitress come to take their order. "A macchiato, please."