[ The tavern is no doubt a place he'll cause plenty of trouble, both to Sumina's benefit and detriment, as he can't help but recall when he and Winter had fought her shadow in such a place, so very long ago. What better place to showcase his strength then in taking care of unruly patrons who need disposing of? But he's getting ahead of himself.

How could he not? He can let his imagination run wild now, filled with what's-to-be in this place that is now his home. If she's imagined it beforehand, the only reason he hasn't is because he lacked the visuals. ]

Hey, hey!!! Are you seriously tryin' to play host right now? You oughta let me get you a drink instead! Practice hospitality. Hah, never tried being a bartender before...

[ He's getting away from the point, but regardless, he's not her guest! He's her future husband!!! And so he's stepping around the bar, taking the lead, though he keeps a hold of her hand, tugging her along with him towards the kitchen. Perhaps earning a stray odd look or two... ]

I gotta see what I'm working with, here. I'm guessing there's no ye olde coffee machine.