Perhaps if Lilly had not seen Mel naked, or heard her make such noises and voice such words that would make a sailor blush the little display she put on would have been intimidating. As it were she only found it to be incredibly cute and attractive, causing her mind to wander a bit as she thought back to the last time they were intimate with one another. Cocking her head to the side as Mel paced away, her eyes going without shame to watch her retreating rear. Wondering if it still fit perfectly in the palms of her hands? Such a thought was going to have to be answered at some point, if for nothing else then to satisfy what she knew would be a nagging in her head.<br/><br/>When Mel made the final show and  was staring into her eyes with the blade of her knife at her throat she only smiled. Leaning forward enough so that the blade's tip pricked her skin a bit, â€œHow about we start with a kiss?â€ she winked and laughed before leaning back. Had the knife not been there she would have taken said requested kiss and probably also answered her question about the size of Mel's ass in relation to the palm of her hands.<br/><br/>Turning from her â€œfriendâ€ she grabbed up an chair and made herself comfy at the table winking and puckering a kiss to Alonso before she looked back at Mel. â€œI honestly did not expect to see you back here. At least not for a time...â€ her tone soft as she drew nondescript shapes on the old wood of the table. â€œI mean had I known you were that desperate to see me again I would have done something with my hairâ€ she smirked as she ran a hand through her short coal locks. The multitude of piercings she had glinting in the dim light of the tavern, her green eyes glinting as well though that was from mischief then being made of metal. Lilly's overall swarthy appearing hinted at her Mediterranean origins. For all intentions and purposes one could call her a gypsy and she would not even bat an eye or arch a brow. That was what she was in a sense, a gypsy. Traveling about from place to place, making her gold by means less then legal but oh so much fun. Though her eyes often made many suspect her father was of a more northern decent, yet he was not in the picture when she was born and like her mother she had no clue where he was either. Lilly was content with both bits of news as that left her to be free, completely from any form of obligation. Which was just how she liked it.