Janice
"Your uh... Tail is larger. Pardon my words, is that a defect or something?" He asked, more curious rather than trying to make fun of her
Mary
"No, I'm just fat."

*It was true. A bit chubby all around, but her tail was like a Gila Monster's. Everyone in her family was like that.*

"Hanar... Hmm. I knew a Hanar... An imperial... Same thing happened to him like what happened to the guy earlier."

*Drink had made her more talkative. She'd usually be silent.*

"We almost need a fighter's guild... This town is a mess..."
Janice
"Perhaps someday, but then it might cause problems with the Companions, we'll have a Blackwood Company ordeal again..." He sighed. Agreeing with her, but understanding the problems it would cause.

Still, it would be nice to do Guid work in Skyrim.
Mary
"The Companions only work for their own interests... I suppose thats all mercenaries. They rarely come here. Despite my uhm... Occupation... It might be safer in Markarth for the average person."

*She tapped her claw on the table. Every second or so. She took a sip of her drink.*

"How long have you been here anyway?"
Janice
"A few months, I am a stranger here. But most Nords seem aright, besides the ones far North of course..." He answered 

"I might head back North, double check to see if anyone has heard of this flower." He added
Mary
"Bluetear? I dont believe that exists..."

*She finished her drink, the feathers on her head standing up.*

"How is your blade?"