He eyes the bottle and grins puckishly.
"And just what will you do with me once I'm drunk?"
"I am both intrigued by and terrified by the thought of her finding out that you've been lying to her all of this time."
She scowls at the mention of bards her good mood starting to evaporate.
"I've never been a giant fan of music, nor did I have much interest in being a bard. However, barding is the family business and mother was.... iinsistentthat I become one as well. My mother can be so fervent when she decides something the willingness or opinion of others mean nothing to her when she gets like that...
I imagine you've noticed that I am not always the most agreeable person. I highly resent being forced to do anything, I suppose the more my family pushed the more I grew to hate it. Not to mention, that my betrothed is bard, and you've already heard me talk about how much I dislike him.
So here I am, a person who can play six instruments yet hates music!"
Susan chuckles bitterly before glancing over at him.
"Why do you ask? Does my hatred of bards hurt your feelings?"