"Aye, well," Jamie says, leaning back and putting his hands behind his head for a moment. "I suppose I wouldna mind a wee bite to eat, either." He's not really serious, but is curious to see how she would react.

Just to be on the safe side, though, he removes one of his hands so he can take his mug. He figures taking a manly-sized swig would be appropriate and does so...

Only to realize that that's not the ale. He coughs a little as he abruptly sits forward in his seat, then blinks rapidly to prevent his eyes from tearing up. He's not really successful.

"Ah...I forgot to ask ye to get me ale, didna I?"