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Marcus raised an eyebrow at Dylan but chose to ignore that comment. The tea shop was a place you only went to because your partner dragged you there. Even though the cake was extremely good.
Ah now this was what Marcus was used to. How many times had he played poker in here. This was the place for men. He slapped Dylan on the back as he followed him inside. "I can taste that firewhiskey now."
It wouldn't be manly to tell Dylan that he absolutely loathed firewhiskey but what else did one drink in the Hogs Head? He would look like a girl if he drank anything else.
Dylan could still feel the hand print of Marcus' slap on his back. What a weird sensation. He had never really been slapped on the back before. It felt kind of good. Was better than round the face anyway. Much much better.
"I would steer clear of the firewhisky, Sir. I hear it rots you from the inside out." Well it was true. "Butterbeer is far better for you. Less likey to get you into compromising positions." And pumpkin juice wa far more safer. But less manly. He couldn't tell Lawson that he only drank pumpkin juice. Only little girls drank pumpkin juice. Not strapping 16 year old men.