"Thank you," Marius says, helping the man unload their food and drinks, making space so that their own, personal feast can fit. He adds his own contribution to the generous tip just before the poor man flashes them an awkward-yet-grateful smile and all but bolts out of the room.

Marius whistles, glancing at the array of food splayed around them. His stomach grumbles and he has to focus to keep himself from drooling.

"Shall we then?" He asks, moving towards the coffee to pour them both a cup of it.