<span style="color: #59b300">“Well I hope I can help you through the process so that it’s less painful. I’m not good for much these days but I can listen and cuddle very well.”</span>She nodded and looked around the gathering.<span style="color: #59b300"> “I’m looking forward to it”</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #808080">“This is considered mild? Interesting. I will admit, my morbid curiosity wants to see those hallways too but I think I’m still too sober.” </span>He nodded and looked at the bottle he hand conjured. “<span style="color: #808080">Needs more tinkering… Yeah, I kind of got the feeling from that place. A Tauren woman there was really disappointed when I didn’t want to drink from her, that was uncomfortable. She was pretty and under normal circumstances I’d probably consider it, but it was pretty obvious she was confusing me for the other Ras.”</span>He looked back at the man and nodded, his glass and bottle vanishing.<span style="color: #808080"> “My apologies. I’m new to the city and just recently opened up a winery out in Eversong. I guess I’ll have a glass of uh… never mind. Nothing you have really tickles my fancy.” </span>He looked back to Jasmine and smiled.<span style="color: #808080"> “So why don’t you show me your wild side? Maybe I can pick up a few pointers on how to handle my little fireball.”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>