"Oh believe me, I don't trust anyone in the Guild. I don't know them, either. But, what I was trying to say is that I don't know you, I don't know the reasoning behind this meeting except that we're supposed to become chummy, and I don't trust that too much either. I just was curious if we could come to a, I don't know, a truce of some form? You don't slit my throat in a back alley and I won't rob you blind?"<br/><br/>She stood up and walked casually to the bar, coming up next to an elderly Redguard man dressed in decent clothes. He had his head turned away from her and took no notice of her as she spoke to the bartender. "I'll have a glass of wine, and bring me the bottle after a while," She said. As she waited for her drink, a drunken younger man, an Argonian, came stumbling up to the Redguard man, jostling him as he yelled, and Raive took the opportunity to pickpocket him. As she covertly stole his gold and a few other trinkets, no one seemed to notice. She had turned when the two men were speaking loudly, merely making it look as if she was just observing the source of the noise. She turned back to the bartender, slipped some of the just stolen gold onto the bar, took her glass, and walked back to the table.<br/><br/>"Now, what's this fun you speak of?"