Re: Marvel, Saranac Lake: Sylvie & Dec & Clem
[At the mention of nothing planned for dinner, Sylvie quirked a half-grin towards the man.] So you go inviting us over and don't even plan anything? Award for worst host, right here. [But it was said with that half-smile of hers as she eyed the wine on the table, wondering how it'd sit with her.] I ate on the way up, anyways. But wine. Glass, please?
[A hand was held out, slender and pale, eyes turned towards Declan expectantly for a moment before she cast a glance towards Clementine where she sat and drank.] So. Been a while. Sorry for not keeping in touch, blah blah blah.