Zephyr was sure now, the man who always gave him a hard time whenever he tried to rob someone upon entering the brothel was a little less than a man. Outright laughing at her tough display he stepped back while wind whipped across the covered face of the black clad bouncer.<br/><br/><b><span style="color: DarkGreen">“He has his drink, I don't see why he is complaining.”</span></b>He was still snickering as he walked away. He moved in a little closer to the bouncer and whispers<span style="color: DarkGreen"><b> “So buddy, do you have an extra shirt stuck up there?”</b></span>Zephyr chuckled and patted her twice on the shoulder flicking the man in the suit a single gold coin and letting it bounce off his shins. “Get a drink and calm down” He smugly cheered a little and walked back to the bar.<br/><br/>Looking over to the woman he had stole from.<span style="color: DarkGreen"><b> “Since you spent your gold on a drink for someone else, How about I buy you one?” </b></span>Figuring she was still trying to figure out what was happening as he hadn't seen her jump over tables, he walked over to her taking a drink he had ordered before and handing it to her.<br/><br/>Bouncing from one foot to the other as he went to her other side of the woman putting his arm around her.<b><span style="color: DarkGreen">“Tonight is not a night to fight! Let's hold up a drink and forget our problems!”</span></b>He cheered and it was followed by a few others who could hear him.<br/><br/>He kept an eye on the bouncer however smirking evilly under his mask, oh how he was going to use this to his advantage.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>