MaryAnne smiled and laughed an earthy giggle, she stood up and grabbed their mugs. "Are you sure? It's two bits then. How about some soup also?" She went to the back of the bar and filled up the mugs with more of the golden amber ale. She used her telekinesis to give him his mug. She took a sip of hers and leaned back against the stained wooden counter top.
He was... wonderful. He was witty and intelligent, he was kind and she couldn't help but look at his defined features and magnificent mane as he spoke. And for his title he was very down to earth and easy to talk to. She looked at him, his eyes were twinkling with joy and she was so glad that she, or her drink, could bring him happiness. These unusual feelings for him she felt were, she decided, quite wonderful.