[ For just a moment, Rook is confused by the wink, and he leans to read— ]
Hey, Mary? [ Rook gives the proprietress a sheepish smile. ] Sorry, can you get another for our new friend here? On me.
[ Rook types out his answer as Mary May pops the lid on another Whistling Beaver and sets it on the bar in front of Nick (lager seems to be the beer of choice around Hope County).
For the record, the offer wasn't meant like that, but...
He gives a little grin of his own. Part of him worries that he's being obvious, that somehow everyone that's in the Spread Eagle will realize he and Nick are flirting and that somehow everyone in the county will know by tomorrow that the new deputy is gay. Part of him likes being able to communicate in a way that others can't overhear, being far bolder than he would normally. ]
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Hey, Mary? [ Rook gives the proprietress a sheepish smile. ] Sorry, can you get another for our new friend here? On me.
[ Rook types out his answer as Mary May pops the lid on another Whistling Beaver and sets it on the bar in front of Nick (lager seems to be the beer of choice around Hope County).
For the record, the offer wasn't meant like that, but...
He gives a little grin of his own. Part of him worries that he's being obvious, that somehow everyone that's in the Spread Eagle will realize he and Nick are flirting and that somehow everyone in the county will know by tomorrow that the new deputy is gay. Part of him likes being able to communicate in a way that others can't overhear, being far bolder than he would normally. ]