Coatleque watched the two in silence for a while until it became clear this would not be resolved without her input as well. She eyed the ticket, then the various bags the two of them carried, then looked back to Warren.
"Would it be proper for us to appear in this state? I'm sure they would be amicable to us storing your groceries in their lounge while we dine.", she replied with a hint of sarcasm.
The longer they stood the more her nervousness crept back out to her skin.
What are you doing here?
"Perhaps this offer would be best spent some other time, or on someone better suited to such notions, Ser Mcbeef. I believe he and I have some private matters to discuss first. Also, we are not..." She looked down at the ticket trying to read it from afar. "... Lovers. It would not feel right to fool the owners of this establishment in that regard."
"Would it be proper for us to appear in this state? I'm sure they would be amicable to us storing your groceries in their lounge while we dine.", she replied with a hint of sarcasm.
The longer they stood the more her nervousness crept back out to her skin.
What are you doing here?
"Perhaps this offer would be best spent some other time, or on someone better suited to such notions, Ser Mcbeef. I believe he and I have some private matters to discuss first. Also, we are not..." She looked down at the ticket trying to read it from afar. "... Lovers. It would not feel right to fool the owners of this establishment in that regard."
