[ Marty looks around at the architecture surrounding them, which looks as dated as everywhere else he's been since the whole water birthing scenario.
He smiles awkwardly. ] ...I can believe it, actually.
[ He walks to the tavern, peering at it through the window. He hasn't been to many bars-- a saloon is about as close as it's gonna get for him-- but he peers in with squinting eyes and furrowed brows all the same.
When Marty pulls back, he looks determined, both his hands on his hips. ]
I bet I could get you a drink.
[ He also just kind of really wants to go inside. ]
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He smiles awkwardly. ] ...I can believe it, actually.
[ He walks to the tavern, peering at it through the window. He hasn't been to many bars-- a saloon is about as close as it's gonna get for him-- but he peers in with squinting eyes and furrowed brows all the same.
When Marty pulls back, he looks determined, both his hands on his hips. ]
I bet I could get you a drink.
[ He also just kind of really wants to go inside. ]