"If you do that, I'll deny you breakfast while you study at penance," Rat says, turning Marius' own arch language against him. As if he can manage any of the sacred among the profane right now. Rat has made no bones about his general lack of faith, though he does little to needle Marius about his. That doesn't change the fact that he knows what will be happening.

"All the more reason for me to be patient and wait my turn." Snuggling into the comforter, Rat puts on an angelic expression and then goes back to browsing the menu. "Let me take care of the food for this weekend?" He thinks it's an even enough trade if one of them covers the bulk of the hotel fare and the other all the delightful amenities.

"Waffles, bacon, sausage, omelet, muffins of all description. Coffee."