"Kit."  The woman replies with a smile, snorting at the mention of a server.  "When was the last time you passed through these parts?  She's got crow feets!"  She wisely said this out of range of the woman being discussed, because nothing ruins a mood like a punch to the face.  "Captain?  You're dressed like one.  All pretty and wealthy looking.  Last job must have paid well."  She winks at him as she takes the chair, folding her legs.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>