Success! Nemera quirks a hint of a smile as she makes her way to the bar and slips onto a stool, turning so that her torso is screening the caster from watching when she begins to see what she scored. But that’s not happening yet. Bar workers pay more attention to those who just sat down, and so she first says,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(44, 130, 201)">“I’ll have a Suzail Sunburst.”</span><br/><br/>After a moment’s pause, she tilts her head slightly to the side,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(44, 130, 201)">“I hope those adventurers don’t cause any trouble. I’m pretty sure that one over there is a spell-tosser. I heard that’s what happened to the Laughing Lamb in Silverymoon. With all the alcohol, sometimes one rogue spell is all it takes.” </span>The proprietor was surely already monitoring the situation, but there’s no harm in sending his attention elsewhere.<br/><br/>Only then does Nemera begin to check out the contents of the pouch, using the need to toss some coins on the bar to pay for her drink as cover. Once done, she starts mentally drawing a map that will allow her to flee behind the group of dwarves should trouble break out, sipping at her drink if she was brought one. Dwarves usually had good stuff, even if they did smell a little.