"Marianne."<br/><br/>The half-elf smirked and leaned on the counter top, nodding her head. She made sure to lean herself forward so that her ample chest strained against the tight green shirt she worse, the somewhat open article of clothing exposing her midriff.<br/><br/>"And I am told I'm the star attraction of this bar sometimes. Want to take me for a spin there, Fenris?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>