"I got all the brains and the sense," Porthos boasts, which is possibly the scary part about his life in the Musketeers, but so it goes. He smirks, though, when she talks about resisting, shrugging because he has brawns, and more than enough brains.

He settles at the counter of the bar, lifting his hand to get the bartender's attention. "What do you prefer to drink?"