His face! Oh god his FACE! Marian was practically snorting she was laughing so hard as he chewed on the god-awful mixture that was the beer and popcorn. She had found herself almost half way off of her chair and nearly crying by the time he had finished his last handful of the horrible mess. Slowing down her laughter she caught her breathe and climbed back into her chair. Wiping the tears from her eyes she let out a long sigh of relief and held her stomach for a moment before looking over at him with her sparkling blue eyes.

“I’m sorry but the look on your face was priceless. Much like what you did to me at the bar!” Taking in a few deep breathes she was about to answer Robert back when the Yankees caught a pop fly ball with an impressive dive-catch from the outfielder. Marian was on her feet screaming and waving her foam finger in support of the team. “Good catch!!!” She felt more excited and alive then she did watching the game at home and screaming at her TV. What an experience this was! And she had Robert Locksley to thank for this.

She fell back into her seat with a small thump, a bright smile across her full glossy pink lips as she tugged on her baseball cap to make sure it was in place before looking over at Robert. “I’ll take a truth.” She said with a nod.