Dean
`"Th-thanks sir."` *She shamefully nodded to the waiter as the latter provided her an old rag.*
*She rubbed her pants with it now, but it obviously proved insufficient at removing the wine stain. A heavy sigh escaped her lips as her grip tightened on the rag, which she nervously put on her side of the table. The elf's pretty face was deformed into an angry one while she rested her head on her left palm. Second time she was pissed in a day already? She really seemed hot-tempered. The alliance would've maybe get trouble with her.*
`"Yeah... I'm so ridiculous now... Even an enemy would laugh at that stain, how could I stay credible with that? Humpfh."` *She grouched.*
*An astonishing sigh for someone often seen as a tirelessly smiley person! Hopefully she didn't sulk for too long thanks to the contagious ambiance that Nia's and Kalie's food and drink rivality were spreading around them. Kemendriel was forced into a corner smile as she raised her empty glass with her right arm.*
`"Yeah, to our alliance. It's always nice to meet other experienced mercenaries. It has been more than thirty years that I've been taking on quests alone. And you two sure know how to create an electric atmosphere, I like that."`
*Although her mood was stained and she didn't really display it, the purple paladin was excited to have found partners. She who sought for a spicy life, those allies would've certainly provided her some amusement.*
Ruby
*Nia laughed a bit thoughout the dark elf's wine trouble, it was funny to someone like her who had spent her childhood and most of her life in the muddy fields and dusty barns, stains on her clothes were nothing to her so seeing Kemendriel acting pouty bout it made her want to tease the elf, about it.* "Mon it's only a tad wine on yer cloths! It's fiiine no need to get yer spirits in the wheely bin for that!" *She laughed with a bit of compassion though. Soon enough, she was eating more out of her last plate of food and finishing an extra mug of beer. Then, the Centaur made a toast and the felinid warrior cheerfully raised yet another mug of beer, making it clash against the one Kalie was holding.* "Cheers! To adventurin' fortune and not being fookin' dead!" *She laughed whole hartedly and downed the beer the festive mood really pumped her up to the max of her exitedness.*
Randall
*For the first time in years, Kalie was actually starting to loosen up a bit, her normally cold exterior melting slightly as the huge quantities of alcohol spread throughout her body. Perhaps she should slow down, but.. She was actually having a little... Fun. Huh. The thought disturbs her for some reason. She was getting too close to letting her guard down, pleasant as these two people might seem, they were still strangers after all. Then again, one more drink couldn't hurt, could it? ..Or maybe two more. Three at the most. She should be annoyed by her own lack of control, but for the moment, she just doesn't care. It's been too long since she's not had to be on her guard.*

"Well, I'd suggest wearing some cheaper clothing. Something thick and durable, yes?"

*She says to Kem, thoughtfully.*

"In my opinion, the only thing you need to spend real money on, is your weapons and armour, rather than pants. Fancy though they may be."

*Kemendriel seemed like she could be a little bad tempered. Would that be a problem? Probably not. She had been a mercenary for thirty years, right? To be in the business that long surely meant that she was good at her job.*

"So, Nia, and Kemendriel. Yes, I think we shall do well together."

*And another drink is downed, swiftly followed by yet more stew. The horse woman shows no sign of slowing down either..*