"Is it because I'm ugly?" She asked him sadly.
Jaime looked ashamed. He quickly made up a lie. "No, it's not that. I think you just didn't cook the stew enough last night."
"Again? I'm so sorry, Jaime."
"I would cook myself, but we don't want another fire again, do we?" He asked.
"Of course not. Now let me find something to wash this vomit out."
"That ale over there should do the trick," he suggested.
"Ale! It already smells something awful in here! I will go fetch some water," she replied.