Luke: Hey Marcy -Winks and grins seductively- Lyra: Are you okay? I was worried when I couldn't find you
Firenze: and what is that? Marcy: *presses her body against him* yes your so strong I bet you could carry me all the way to an inn
Luke: -raises an eyebrow- I could carry you all the way to the bed Lyra: -dragon blush- I may possibly....slightly...be...um.... Pregnant