Marcus stood there as if Wood hit him across the face. He wasn't sure what to do right now, Wood never declined the offer like that. And he could hardly do anything to Wood right now - those two girls became quite handy to the other, that was for sure.
He shook his head eventually, scribbling his signature on the napkin the girl gave him. He didn't even look at her, really, walking out of the Great Hall. Most of all, he needed to clear his head right now.