"As I said I'll buy some for next time, so then you can know what it is." he said happy as anything. He was at least serious about that. More than happy to share something he loved so much.

"So you don't like olives. Guess we all have something we don't like after all." He didn't have them that much, but for him they weren't that bad.

"Ah... tough question. I have a fondness for cold, I suppose. Memories connected to things like snow."