A beacon built atop the ruins of a lost city, you say? I would so like to hear more of this latest adventure...
But to do so sans refreshment would be in poor taste, indeed. I shall send for an assortment of viands and a bottle of my finest.
Then again, why send a minion to do the job of a master? Before me stands a man in a class all his own when it comes to matters of procurement...as you amply proved earlier.
After decades of experimentation, I have found that naught save the freshest of freshly baked bacon bread can truly be said to complement my vintage collection. So, shall we say...ten loaves? And none of that day-old stuff. Only the highest quality will do. Understood?