"Go to bed, silly," Rolf teased. "Maybe that will help calm you down enough to be able to sleep, then." Rolf was used to traveling like that, so he knew the urge sometimes. Besides, he knew Dennis on too many sweets, and that wasn't always a good thing. He snorted in amusement. "Yes, well, he knows me. I'm already part of his territory," he joked.
He laughed softly and shook his head. "Yes, I am her adoring slaveboy who feeds her grapes nad keeps her in a grand and leisurely style." It was amusing because he couldn't see Rose living the typical life of leisure -- his Rosie was always moving, always doing, and he loved that about her.