[in the distance, approaching voices can be heard]
Zevran: ...and we have a surprise for you, my friend!
Oghren: Oh yeah? Is that why yeh got me all blindfolded up?
Zevran: Indeed it is.
[they round a corner and become visible to a recently massaged Alistair]
Oghren: [sniffs the air] Is that---by the Ancestors, is that bacon?
Alistair: [spots Oghren] Wh---
Warden: [leaps out from the shadows and gags Alistair]
Alistair: Mmmrmrmmrrprh!
Zevran: You are correct, my dwarven companion. That it is.
Alistair: MMMMRRRPPRH!
Oghren: Wha's that noise?
Warden: ...Bacon's still sizzling.
Oghren: Nug's sodding teats, let me at it! [starts chasing after the smell]
[insert hilarious "Benny Hill" style chase scene, wherein Leliana, Dog, and Sten join the chase for no apparent reason]
Nice!
Woul you mind if I add 'what happened before' part?
Zevran: Tsk, tsk... look at you, that weary stance... My dear Alistair, you look like a walking corpse at its worst... Do you now what you need?
Alistair: A good night sleep, I think.
Zevran: I'm afraid that will not be enough, my friend. What you need are more drastic measures. May I propose an Antivan massage?
Alistair: A... massage? From you? No... no, I think I'll pass, you know.
Zevran: But why? It's just a massage. I'm not proposing sex, you know.
Alistair: You're...
not? Oh. I thought...
Zevran (in hurt tone): You wound me so, Alistair. What a dirty mind you have. Here I was just thinking of your well being, yes?
Warden: I can stay with you, if you wish. That way he won't try anything.
Alistair: I... am not so sure about this...
Warden: Come on, Ali. Don't you trust me? Aren't we friends? Brothers, sharing the blood and...
Alistair: Oh, all right then.
[after some time, in Zevran's tent, Alistair is lying on his stomach on the bedroll, Warden is sitting next to him, joking about their adventures, while Zevran is massaging Alistair's back.]
Alistar (sniffs): Mmm, what's that smell?
Warden: What smell?
Alistair: It's like... bacon, or something.
Zevran (sniffs): By the Maker, you are right! It
is bacon!
Warden: Wynne probably bought some from Bodahn and now she's making the dinner.
Alistair: Mmm, that's great! We didn't have any bacon for
months! This dinner will be real treat!
Warden: You have no idea...
Zevran: Oh this dinner we will never forget. Of that I'm sure.