After a long day of slacking off and writing music, Marshall made his way toward Fiona and Cake's place. His hair in a messy fashion and his shirt worn with three of his top buttons undone. Fiona liked when he wore his shirt like that. He'd figured that out last week, when his shirt was almost ripped off by Prince Gumball. Yeah he was angry that day no doubt about that, but when those red cheeks lit up he knew how she felt about his body. He smirked at the thought. Once he arrived to Fiona's door he knocked three times. He floated in the air letting his face meet hers as she opened the door. His face was probably a few inches away from her's as she opened it. "Hi there smexy lady," he said with a teasing tone.