( the moment her head came down onto his shoulder, he rubbed his cheek gently against the top of her head much like a cat marking their human up. they had become so close in the time they've been together and everything felt so right between them. there was no need to hold back, even if fear loomed behind them.

as they stood there, he fiddled with the pack of smokes, closing it as he wriggled the smoke already on his lips away from her and towards the opposite end of his mouth. )

Did she?

( it's an old habit from a different time, when he was still insecure and unsure of where things were going with maria, but he couldn't help but be surprised this 'mary' knew about him at all. still he's quick to laugh, placing the pack of smokes on the counter. )

Well I don't want to keep my dear 'sister' waiting for me for very long. Let's do it, before we get married. Besides we need witnesses and I'd rather ask them than take up Oprah on her little 'offer'.

( he was more stressed by all the interviews and grandiose displays of charity and kindness everyone was suddenly showing him. he took it a bit bitterly; angry that they only showed up when he was now known for such a terrible thing, but he also wasn't outright saying now to them. they both needed as much help as they could get given he technically had to retire from his line of work now. )

Uh so....I've never really met any of my girlfriend's families. Should I wear like a suit and tie? Bring flowers? Help me out here future wifey.