"Persimmon?" Aimery made a small thoughtful noise, a soft hmm as she are her bite of pie, then gave a firm, agreeing nod. "I shall give it a try then, thank you."

He half turned back towards the pie table but stopped himself, deciding pie could wait until he confirmed they had, in fact, met. "You attended the Luthor birthday party about a month back, yes? You had a... Columbina mask, if I recall?"