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There comes a time in a man's life, when you've done enough skulking about feeling sorry for yourself after getting your ass kicked by lady-ninjas in blue spandex shortly after being gassed.

There is also a time in a man's life when he accepts that what's done is done and perhaps it's not a bad thing to try to show your fiancee how you feel about her.

This time could be when Guy leaves his room for some late night mulled wine to help him sleep or even when he sits down at a table, rather warily.

The doctor is in.

...wait. That's not right. He's got a stethoscope, a big orange jacket with "Doctor" on it and an alarming lack of weaponry. Definitely not right.

There will be a time for most of the above later. Now calls for something more potent than wine.

[OOC: Will be around for about half an hour then it's slowtime time. :)]

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Between humoring her inebriated fiance and her vague curiosity, when the wait rat returned with her tea and biscuits Marian ordered another bottle, pointing at the one of the table.

It returned somehow much more speedily than her tea had.

"How did you end up trying this? Just request a strange green drink?"

That Marian orders a whole another bottle surprises Guy slightly. He had thought she would only want a sip.

Who is he to argue though? She will surely share it with him. And it did taste pretty good.

"That peasant boy was here and I asked for something strong to make him easier to tolerate. Him and this jacket."

Guy peered at his jacket again. It might be his imagination, but he was sure it wasn't this bright earlier.

Marian frowned at his tolerable comment about the boy, but simply reached out scooping up her tea cup and a bottle. Pouring somewhere between one third and one half of a cup, she set the bottle back down.

Bringing it to her lips she took a small sip before adding the tea.

One had to be purist about these things.

At least trying it once for itself.

Mystery green liquor in a teacup? Any liquor in a teacup? Bizarre.

It just doesn't seem right with the delicacy inherent in teacups. Especially with the fuzziness that his share of two bottles of the green stuff has already brought.

Guy's eyebrows raise questioningly.

Narration agrees, but Marian is not very fussy about her tea cups or most social norms people trying to convince her of.

She looked back up. "It's not bad. It's better than the scotch or whiskey I've seen since finding this place. It's more...delicate."

Guy smirked a little at that. "It is deceptive then."

"Something so delicate should not have clouded my thoughts as this has," it was not an unpleasant fuzziness he felt though.

Marian was looking over her cup.

"I think a few bottles of anything would eventually take to your head."

And it was quite possible she was smirking.

In not a cruel manner.

This?

This is nice. It would be nice if everytime he spoke with Marian could be like this.

"Mmm." It is possible that Guy has not been this content in a long long time. "It would take rather more mead or ale to have the same effect."

He knows. He's tried it on occasion. The main downside is that the human bladder cannot contain that much fluid. And once you break the seal? You have to go what seems like every five minutes.

"I suspect..." he leaned close to Marian again, as if confiding a great secret. "I suspect, I will suffer for this in the morning."

"That will be your own fault," she quipped, pointedly, without managing to loose her relaxed state.

She was picking up the tea pot now and considering her cup. After all, two things which tasted okay separately did not always constitute tasting well when mixed together.

"Mmhmm." This close to Marian, he can smell the sweet scent of her hair and is reduced to murmuring noises of agreement.

He wonders briefly, if he is more intoxicated by her or by the liquor.

The movement of the teapot in the corner of his eye draws his attention.

Pouring them together, the sip was ginger, and then it earned a faint nod. Apparently this translated into the mixture not being a terrible thing.

And she set the bottle down somewhere between them, perhaps not thinking about it being in reach of Guy.

Guy watches Marian as she pours the drink, the cup as it is moved to her mouth and her face as it's tipped against her lips.

Her lips.

They would taste of the mixture of tea and liquor.

He shifts a little closer.

"You approve then?"

Marian wondering if the movement was a hint to him possibly falling over and gave him an inquisitive look.

"It wouldn't be my first choice of the day, but it's definitely not a bad one."

Guy's focus? Is entirely on Marian's mouth and thus, he misses her look by the time his eyes flick up to meet hers.

He smiled.

"I am glad."

"I think you are, perhaps, very drunk," Marian said, shaking her head with a small laugh.

It was the strangest situation. Definitely not one she ever saw coming. They were being....nice.

He can't help chuckling at that. An honest open chuckle.

And still chuckling a little, quieter now, Guy tells Marian exactly what he thinks of her thinking.

...yeah.

"I think you are, perhaps, the most beautiful woman in the universe."

If there had been air in her it went out.

She moved her mouth, slightly open and shut, but it didn't change it. There was this vacuum in her chest, as her eyes slid over the look at him.

Defiant, almost expecting this to be some lark, and yet he still lolled in the same place, looking about the same.

"Thank you, Sir Guy" she said, with some confusion. Not sure quite what to say and thinking it came out a little more formal because of her shock.

"There is no need to thank me, Marian." He grinned, blissfully skimming over her formalities and altering his expression to one of somewhat mock seriousness. "After all, you cannot help being so."

Mock seriousness turning to real seriousness, albeit ~~a little~~ an inebriated seriousness. "Now that I have been here, and seen the universe, I can only assure you that it is true."

Marian half-grimaced at his teasing, even as it played between teasing and seriousness by his tone. She would never say the words out loud but he'd probably come as close as he might ever to reminding her of Robin.

"There are some very lovely people here," she said, uncertainly.

Guy. Was drunk. And complimenting her beauty. In comparison to the universe.

"None lovelier than you." Guy's reply is immediate and unwavering.

It is the truth, after all.

And it is only now that Guy realises that somewhere along the line he lost Marian's hand and his eyes drift to it somewhat folornly.

While one of his hands slides across the table to the fresh bottle of green liquor.

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"It would be arrogant of me to comment on my own thoughts on that, wouldn't it?" She said, tilting her head, with a mocking smile.

Yes, joke. Trying not to focus on that fact her cheeks are flushing and she's not quite sure where this is going or whats happening now.

She followed his eyes, but when hers landed on her hand. It wasn't her hand she saw but more her ring. Which caused her next swallow of tea to go down a little harder again.

Guy can only smirk at remark and her blushes. "A lovely arrogance."

His expression softens again when he returns to her hand and reaches to cover it with his own.

The other hand? Has found the bottle and Guy pours another measure into his glass.

She was watching the bottle more than his other hand, so it gets captured. This caused her to startle.

"You're not going to be able to walk back to your room at this rate."

It's astonishing that Guy's managed to recapture Marian's hand and pour his drink at the same time.

Somehow though, it was done.

"I can walk!" Guy is mildly indignant.

At least, until he takes stock and starts to look the tiniest bit sheepish.

"Perhaps you could help me then?" He stroked the back of her hand with his thumb, curving his fingers around hers.

Marian shivered, looking down at her hand and then at him, her lips pursing for a moment.

"Well, it wouldn't be the first time I had to make sure you found your room in one piece."

That might be a yes.