Zu'tal was still awaiting a drink from the bartender when an unfamiliar voice graced his long, pointed ears. Craning his head around to look over his shoulder, the Troll raked his eyes up and down the Draenei woman; appraising her like a cut of meat. A few moments later, as he was allowing his eyes to wander her legs and walk silently up to her hips, he'd realized that the noises she was making were words. Shaking his head in order to snap him from his daydream, Zu'tal's lips pulled into a devilish smirk around his tusks and he fired off a smoldering wink at the woman who'd come to tend to him, " I ain't come here ta settle me hunga', girlie. But seein' as how most people alreadeh a bit busy.. " He noted with a motion toward the majority of the bar, " .. If joo tink joo can fit ya thighs around me head, den I -definitely- know sometin' dat ah wanna eat. "<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>