"There is a fine line between a Disney Prince and a Villian." Henry said with a chuckle and then he started to tug Alex toward the refreshment table. "My villian origin story involves cake."

The wicked streak though was not one that he showed to everyone, it could be a bit snarky and there was a hint of something else in him; Pez could've told Alex that every time they attended a Wimbledon match and there was the men moving around the tennis courts in rather form fitting shorts, and Henry had a ready word for all of those.

"But I am thirsty now..."