Doug
"Alright, two bowls of soup and some bread it is then." 
*Horace would arch an eyebrow at the girl's smirk before nodding to what she said. Hopefully he could find her after they split up, the place was pretty packed after all. The elf shrugged at her wink before turning away himself and approaching the bar's counter.*

*Sitting behind the bar was an old macen woman who was counting coins. She looked to be about 50 or 60 years old, with white hair and greenish eyes. She also appeared to be quite short, her head just clearing the counter. The woman would soon look up to Horace, arching an eyebrow and setting the money aside.*
```conversation time :)```
"What can i do for ya, knife ears? Need a room?" *Says the older lady.*

"U-uh, yeah. A room for two, as well as a couple meals." *Says Horace, slightly caught off guard by the 'knife ears' comment.*

"Oh? Do ye have someone special? Maybe a girl you're sweet on?" *Says the elder with a slight, mischievous grin.*

"I-i... You're very nosey for someone of your age." *Says the elf, uncomfortably.*

"Well, just because im an old bag of bones doesn't mean i have to act like one!" *Says the lady with an offended tone and look.*
``` end conversation :(```

*The elf would sigh, looking away and around for Mai. Though from where he was the thief could not see her. He'd then sigh, glancing back to the lady who seemed to of left. Behind the counter was an opened door which seemed to be the entrance of the kitchen. The elder would stand inside, barking orders at the cooks inside before noticing the elf looking within. She'd then close the door as she yelled at someone else within.*

"Weirdos..." Said the elf
Caridad
The man sitting in front of Mai would laugh and lean against his chair. His greenish eyes would land on her hand holding the knife, then look at her again. In a calm tone of voice, despite the tension that was at the moment, Jackson would speak.

"Don't be like that Mai, I just want what's mine and I'm leaving. Simple."

"So you should look for it elsewhere. I have nothing that is yours."

The man, who was starting to get irritated by Mai's stubbornness, would sigh and put a hand on his head in an attempt to think of some way to convince her. Meanwhile, the woman removed the knife from the table and put it back in the accessory of her thigh, leaving a hole in the wood. She would cross her legs, waiting for the 'princess' to think and finally giving up asking her for money. But to her disappointment, the Macen did not give up so easily, and began to speak again with the same calm tone in his voice.

"Um, how about you do me a favor then? No money is needed. I just want you to get rid of someone. I think it will be easier and you won't have to pay me anything you owe."

"No, thank you."

Mai removed the coat that covered her, since there were candles and torches on the table where she stood. Soon after, she put her coat on the chair beside her, and then looked at the man again. The man would sigh again and look really angry, or at least not patient with the woman's stubbornness. Jackson would then place a knife on the table, crossing his arms shortly after.

"I think you better do something, Mai. It's not good to be stubborn like that with some people. Especially with people like you and me. They may end up losing patience with you and finding a way to make you disappear. I'm just warning you."

Jackson would give her a teasesily smile, with a cold look in his eyes. Meanwhile, Mai crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow.

"You are very brave to threaten me, huh? If I were you I wouldn't do that, I hate it when someone challenges me."

"I'm not threatening you. *Just talking about what can happen.*"
Christopher
*( you write dialogue so well omfg )*