Mitzi
"I would hire them, God's blood I've hired a few other races. Besides, thievery isn't always the option. Did you see any homeless in my streets? No? You want to know why? I've worked hard to provide for the community. We built new homes, which gave jobs to those that needed it. Even a few of the homeless now serve in the guard core. Clean of addiction, and they're much better off. We've been working on a homeless shelter for the last month. Riften is the problem, the mother of thieves in my opinion." She took a very heavy slip of her coffee.

"No offense by the way." She added.

《God you're such a bitch.》

《Good keep pushing him, dirty little thief. He may have killed the original captain and took his place!》

《But the uniform is clean? Thieves don't like being clean.》
Bertha
"You act like you're so much better than everyone else," He says with a laugh, "But you're just as bad as us, too. I don't see you letting the Khajiit Caravans in." He chuckles, "Oblivion, we don't even let them in back in Riften! And why do you think that is? Sure it might be because they sell Moon Sugar and Skooma, but you know there's another reason. Whether you like it or not."
Mitzi
"That's the Jarl's orders. I've tried to convince him to do it, but not my fault they've had a bad record. What's the word I'm looking for... I dunno. But out of all of the Skooma Dealers I've caught. Most of them were Khajiits. Sorry to say, but it is what it is." She laughed.

《Beat his ass.》

《You got him steaming!》

I'm truth, she wanted to let the Khajiits in. But then again, most of them smelt of Moon Surger. Not her fault their people resort to such low life ways.
Bertha
"Ah but you let Dunmer in, don't you. And they *Invented* Skooma." He chuckles, "The reason the caravans sell Moon Sugar isn't because they're drug addicts, it's because Moon Sugar is sacred to the Khajiit, it's tied into their culture and religion." He thinks a moment, "Do you offer the thieves you capture other options? Or do you just lock them up and act like they're doing it to themselves? Try thinking more like the thief, perhaps even show them empathy, instead of treating them like you'd treat your average bandit."
Mitzi
"To keep my city safe. I have to make it safe, by any means. The people here are happier than ever. Cleaner streets, the crime is low, and while out jail is getting full. We have ways to open more cells. I've done more for my city than the last guard. I've heard plenty from travelers that Riften is a place to go when you have no other option." She was not fazed by his thoughts.

She didn't care. This was all a way to toy with him.
Bertha
"The fish scent is an acquired taste." He says with a laugh, "I've heard a lot about Whiterun, mostly people suspicious about the "Clean" City. Like how there's an orphaned child living in the streets. Or the mini civil war happening within the walls. Didn't one of the Gray-Manes disappear? Why has nobody looked into that, I wonder? Perhaps the Battle-Borns are paying you off."
Mitzi
While the children being orphans was a result of the war. She has tried to give them home, plans were made to give them an orphanage here in Whiterun. But the best she could do was have them get free meals and a sections where they could have tents and a warm fire. Even having a few of her men make constant patrols around the area to keep the kids safe.

As for the fued. She needed evidence. She was on the Gray-Mane's side. But she can't touch the Battleborn's manor. Not with a warrent that she had been failing to get. But she was working on it... As best as she could.

But...

《Got you...》

"Didn't you say earlier you've never been to Whiterun... You just got here... How would you know such a small private manner? Hm?" She looked at him.
Bertha
"Lass, they're rumors. Travellers talk, quite a lot really. And I'm always keeping my ear to the ground, rumors mean a lot in our business, I'm sure you know that, personally thwarting that assassination attempt against the Jarl and all."
Mitzi
"Ah..." She gave a nod.

《Good save... You prick.》

Calina then sighed.
"As much as I want to continue this cock measuring contest. I think I have other things to attend to. I've been a rude host... So I'll pay for my own drink... I think you should get ready to make your way back to Riften." She smiled and would lay some gold, extra for a big tip.

"It was good talking to you Captain. I hope your man has what it takes to meet my standards. Or he'll be getting a nice cart ride back to your city..." She waved at him.
Bertha
"He's a bit green, so give him a break, and let me know if anything goes wrong." He says, "And if you need anything lass, look me up, I'm always happy to help out a fellow Guard Captain." He stands up and makes his way to the door, "This was, enlightening. Do keep in touch."
Myrtle
But I will say one more thing.
Mitzi
She turned to the captain.

"I'll be sure to put prefume one the letter. If I ever need your help. My guards will escort you back to your wagon. Have a good day... Captain." She would then flick her chin.
Rosemary
Two guards approached the man. Nothing threatening. They were simply there to make sure he actually left the city once he was done with his drink. 

"Once your done, we'll take you back." One for them said.

"Our captain doesn't like the smell of you, neither do I. Let's just make this quick." The other cross his arms.
Bertha
"It's not even late, and I get such a polite exit!" He laughs, "I look forward to hearing from you, lass! I may have to send the first letter." He says with a smirk, looking at the guards, "Are you gonna pat me down? Check to make sure I didn't swipe your Captain's coinpurse?" He laughs more, he's clearly enjoying this