Thinking about it for a moment, Jeravos reached up to pick the little robot off from the top of his head and put it back into his coat as he tapped his fingers along the table. "What Kind of Deal exactly?" He asked finally, curiously. Worse to worse he could always go with his first plan to steal the map, but he supposed that if it wasn't a necessary thing to do then it should be avoided as it could be.<br/><br/>THough before he could get an answer, he heard the doors to the inn burst open, and turned quickly to see a group of men that made his eyes widen before put his palm to the counter and flipped himself over  and ducked under out of sight. "I'm not here,"   He said to the pink haired woman as he put his back to the counter. The Bartender looked down at him for a moment, but otherwise ignored Jeravos as the men walked up to the counter.<br/><br/>"Hey, where's that mechanic punk at? The boss is tired of waiting on him."<br/><br/>The bartender just looked up, before shrugging. "Haven't seen him lately."<br/><br/>Reaching across the counter, the first man, a large burly brute, grabbed the bartender by the collar before hoisting him up. "Don't bullshit me, I know he hangs out here regularly and he works on your heating system."<br/><br/>"Is there a problem out here?" Jess asked as she walked out from her back room.