"It was for good cause," Porthos echoes for what feels like the hundredth time, but he is all too aware that this is a losing argument and he meets Aramis' glare with a pointed look (though he doesn't dare let his gaze drop to the ring, refusing to give Athos those sorts of clues when he would hardly need more). "And Aramis loves his coffee," he shares. "And his ice cream. He's very easy to cook for because he loves everything so much that he's put on at least ten pounds," he says with an infuriating smirk.