Two hands reached out at the thief, grabbing his collar and pulling him off the table.<b><span style="color: DarkGreen">“Sorry officer I will re- Oh it's you”</span></b>He chuckled looking up at the familer sight of the body guard standing over him. The man who was normally at the doors and watching over the inhabitants of the brothel was larger by build and could easily break Zephyrs spine if he really tried.<b><span style="color: DarkGreen">“Listen bud, I understand it is hard to get a night with me but no point in being so direct.”</span></b>Laughing at his own joke<b><span style="color: DarkGreen">“I'm kidding. Here”</span></b>He placed both his hands on the mans chest, copping a feel as he pushed him off and than shook the mans hand leaving behind a few coins, less than half what he took. Leaning in to whisper in the bouncers ear<b><span style="color: DarkGreen">“Half of what I took, more than they would have spent here.” </span></b>It was a bold faced lie but it was better than being thrown out or forced to give any of it back.<br/><br/>He got up onto the counter behind him standing with his curled shoes at eye level. Of anyone else besides maybe the made of iron who talked funny<b><span style="color: DarkGreen">. “Pardon me”</span></b>He said stepping over someone and jumping onto a random bar table making a rather large show of it.<b><span style="color: DarkGreen">“If you do not mind I think I'll have another drink”</span></b>He winked at Vesvesa. Getting off the table and back onto solid ground he made his way back to the counter with enough distance that he would be able to see anyone coming at him.<b><span style="color: DarkGreen">“And don't even think about watering it down, I'm not leaving until I'm drunk or to drunk to tell I am drunk”</span></b>He made sure she got that.<br/><br/>Turning to look at the host he was able to catch that pretty fox girl fall flat on her face, she was trying to stop her fey thing from doing something though he could not tell what. The constant smile painted onto his fake face made him look very creepy in an clown with a knife looking at you while you sleep kind of way, with his head tilted this way at least. Flicking one of his new found coins in his fingers wanting to sing and dance but also wanting a drink, he couldn't help but feel bad.<br/><br/>He had stolen everything that poor girl had and it seemed like she was from out of town. He sighed<b><span style="color: DarkGreen"> “Hey”</span></b>He called to her.<b><span style="color: DarkGreen">“Girl who is really bad at dancing”</span></b>He was looking right at her even with the mask it was hard to miss though green eyes when they looked right at you.<b><span style="color: DarkGreen"> “Come over here a minute alright?”</span></b><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>