New RP maybe?

Once Lee and Cameron were on their way, Marcellus feared that Ali would take the opportunity to take off. Luckily for him though he seemed to have his interest for the moment as he simply stayed and talked. The thought of Pierrot being a cruel man had never really crossed Marcellus' mind since he had joined the circus so Ali's comment on the ringmaster made him wonder a bit about his relationship with Ali. He knew that Ali didn't like him but his reasons so far hadn't been looked into by the human pin cushion. But it still made him feel a bit good to think he was an exception for the daredevil. So he was happy to tag along as he was invited to come with him to pick out something to drink. "Heh, thanks. I guess I should be glad that there's anything to drink at all here if everyone's so opposed to it. Seems like a funny thing to worry about in a place like this though," he commented with a small shrug, not sure of why it would matter if Ali wanted to get drunk. He had been somewhat of an alcoholic himself before he got to the circus and the only reason he wasn't still drinking was because he was having such a good time already. "Are they really judgmental or something here? It didn't seem like it to me so far but I haven't known them long enough to know for sure," he asked him curiously, hoping that the group was really as open as he had so far assumed from the performers he had made friends with.

((Sorry it took me forever to reply. I got really busy this weekend. I'm tired.))

Len grinned at Cameron, but made no other response before turning towards the dumpster. He started heading towards it bag in hand. Though Lyn had said that she wasn't going to help drag it over there, she ended up leaving Cameron's presence and following Len. Whenever she passed a piece of trash she went ahead and picked it up even though the plan had been officially canceled. When they finally reached it, they dumped both the bag and the extra stuff that Lyn had picked up along the way. That done, they sighed and looked at each other.
"What now?" Len asked.
"I don't know. You were the one who bailed on the plan, you figure it out," Lyn replied haughtily.

Cameron sighed in relief and nodded at a job well done. Stopping the twin's plans could be hard at times but at least it got one more day of their ring master not chewing everyone's head off. Cameron looked over at Ali and Marcellus conversing which earned a small smile and another nod. So far everything was going well,in his perspective anyway. "Well Miss Lee,where does that leave us for activities n' stuff? Cause we're pretty much done with trash duties."

"He thinks it's funny?" Marcellus asked, confused at the notion since he still thought of the ringmaster as a sort of hero to him for helping him stay alive. He frowned to himself as Ali explained his situation a bit more to him, feeling bad that the daredevil had to deal with such things. "Well, you don't have to worry about me judging you. I had a pretty bad drinking problem myself before I came here. I was really depressed and it sort of helped me forget all my problems and stuff. So I can relate to you at least a bit," Marcellus tried, not implying that he understood why Ali drank so much as he just knew what it was like to be looked down upon in a way for drinking. He looked up though as they came to the kitchen tent, glad now at the thought of finding out where he could get drinks when he felt he wanted one. "Come on, you can show me where they keep the good stuff," he said with a grin, giving him an unintentionally rough pat on the back. Luckily for him, his "friendly gestures" like that wouldn't likely be able to hurt or really upset this particular performer.