The ideas were rather good, he'd have to mention it to whoever was in charge of such things at the publication offices. Merlin, that'd be a load of amazing publication... and it'd be the one thing that would have his father actually pleased with the news.
He was about to say something about it when he caught him by surprise with the kiss. Marcus sighed against her mouth and instinct had him lifting his hand up to cup her cheek. He wanted desperately to kiss her back, almost did even and the struggle was obvious too.. but he swallowed back the desire and instead lifted his head a bit to kiss her forehead instead.
He was not going to ruin this, he was determined to do right for once.
"Now, if you're done with chinese, I've.. er.. well," he was leaning back again. "Migs made cherry cobbler. Would you like some?"