Sarah’s cheeks remained reddened, but her facial expression was not of shock anymore as it was more of bashfulness. He was just so bizarre, unlike anybody she’d ever met before. One moment he’s similar to a duck quacking loudly about a worm he found, and the next he’s the most charming gentleman in the entire tavern. While the words he spoke were kind and a little flirty, she couldn’t help getting the feeling that he actually had his sights set elsewhere, and she was merely just a bit more available in the moment. Maybe she really has been too easy when it came to attracting others. Maybe she should try a different tactic. She wanted to be desired, not taken for granted.<br/><br/>She cleared her throat and looked away. “Oh it’s fine, I don’t really care to be completely honest.” She said with a shrug, avoiding eye contact and acting aloof.<br/><br/>—————————————-<br/><br/>As this was happening, Abia had already finished filling up the tankard of ale and started on her way back to the shadowy corner. “There ya are, sir. Hope you enjoy this as much as you did your last one.” Her eyes found his pipe rather quickly and made a comment on it, “you’re welcome to smoke it, but if somebody nearby you does have coughing fit, I would ask that you be considerate and finish it outside. Though, I don’t think anybody near you would actually be bothered by it. Most everyone here are pretty laid back.”<br/><br/>With a quick wipe of her hands on her apron, having spilled some of the froth of his ale on her hands during transport, she began her way back into the fray. A woman’s work is never done.<br/><br/>———————————-<br/><br/>As the night continued, a few people joined the pianist on stage and began playing instruments of their own. One had a guitar, another had a flute, and somebody even had a drum of sorts. Before long, they were all playing and the music became that much louder, singing along to a festive tune. Even Abia couldn’t hold back a few head bobs and hip sways as she moved about the place. Sarah rapped her fingers on the counter in tempo, and Guy tapped his foot on the floor while tilting his head back and forth like a metronome to the melody.