You know, I always thought of this exchange as a joke, but looking at Eliot’s face in close-up here – I think he absolutely did expect Quentin to appease his mood. Shit, people feed Eliot grapes to make him happy and stay in his good graces. That is the order of the Brakebills universe.
Just saying, that’s the face of a man who expected this conversation to be over and isn’t quite sure what to do next.
You know, that’s a good point, which I’ve never considered. I wonder how much of Quentin’s initial allure to Eliot was that he was both A) kind of openly eager to have Eliot’s attention and B) one of the few people who pushes back on Eliot’s sense of entitlement. That’s got to be a fascinating combination when you’ve got boys falling at your feet: the boy who clearly, clearly enjoys spending time with you, enjoys being flirted with, but also snarks right back at you when you push him far enough.
Peaches and Plums! 🥺🥰💜