"Yes, I was tending bar; we had a pretty good turnout--oho, Joly, I hope that Hotspur knight got back to his stable or wherever he lives, without breaking his neck, poor man--and, hmm--"

Oh, right, and then they'd had a conversation. Which Joly looks to be remembering too. Lesgle elbows him heartlessly. "I believe we're engaged to marry, now. Have you set a date? Or is that my job?"