Marcus let go of Cana and smiled, "okay, I get it. Daddy'll keep his hands to himself", he said shrugging and quickly drinking down the rest of his scotch. "That's enough for now", he said getting up and cleaning out the glass before putting it into the dishwasher.<br/><br/>He went back to the table and grabbed the empty plates, cleaning them off and going to lean on the island. "Okay, I suppose daddy'll just go on his own", he said shrugging. "Guess my little girl is getting too old to enjoy a day out with her father and'll instead spend it with her siblings", he said in an  over exaggerated fake hurt.<br/><br/>He grabbed his keys and pocketed them, "Maybe Nessa will go with me, I haven't been spending enough time with her anyway", he said still not knowing where she was. He went over to his cabinet and counted what he was out of, having a catalog of them all in his mind.<br/><br/>He went over and kissed Liz on the cheek, "love you, it shouldn't take too long." He said smiling and hoping his breath didn't smell too much like scotch. He grabbed a pack of gum from the kitchen and chewed some of it, hoping that would help a bit.