<i>Thank you mistress!</i>Zephyr was over joyed at the sight of all those girls, not so much for the intended purpose. He stood up and raised his arms into the air.<span style="color: DarkGreen">“I love this song!</span>” He announced and did a small spin over towards the overly clothed girl with the heavily armored man, both his main targets.<br/><br/>He uninvited pushed himself between the two putting his arms at their waists and finding the spot where the girl had her purse and the man his bag of jewels. He took his arm off the girl and raised the mug he held it in to the air and clinked it against the helmet of the male<span style="color: DarkGreen"> “Cheers mate!” </span>Laughing like a drunkard  he placed the mug ontop of the helmet balancing it perfectly<span style="color: DarkGreen">. “Hold this will 'ya?”<br/>
</span><br/>He pushed off of the man taking hold of the womans hand spinning her around much like he had before when he was on the chair. Pulling her close like he was dancing a tango with her. Stepping forward and back he had already pulled the purse free but was still putting on the act. She might have felt him take it but had done this before without a hitch. Even if it was tied down  he had cut the bottom of the bag letting all the coin fall silently into his hands the clink and clatter being hidden by the music and the rattle of dancers. The knife itself was hidden inside of his sleeve simple tied to his wrist and if he moved his hand in a way it would stick out just enough to cut an inch deep into anything.<br/><br/>Letting go of her hand when he spun her for a second and last time bowing politely.  Turning back to the knight he took his mug back whenever it might be and patted the large man on the back.<span style="color: DarkGreen"> “Tonight’s a good night friend!” </span>And brotherly hugged the man, doing the same cutting and letting the jungle of his jewels be drowned out, though this time was louder and may have been heard. Jumping back from the two and went back to the bar counter and leaned back looking upwards at the mistress who must have been watching, though she knew he was a pickpocket by now, everyone in the room besides the newbies did, most kept it to themselves. Though the way he was looking at her was up at the underside of her cleavage.<span style="color: DarkGreen">“Oh, hello there.”</span>He said the last two words in a more seductive and lower tone, mostly as a joke. Mostly.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>