"I'm friendly?" Meari asked with a slight hint of confusion in ehr tone, "oh well, I guess I must be yes!" She smiled even as she bumped into him, just accounting it for drunken stumbles rather than his movements that caused her full chest to fall onto his shoulders a few times as they continues through the halls of Ironforge. Usually a drunken elf here would raise some eyebrows, but due to the occasion no one seemed to pay much care, simply seeing a man helping a young woman out of her depth.<br/><br/>"Oh well yes they must be quite small... At least its not a gnome bed though, that would be tiny!" She giggles again, once again failing at her sense of humour.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>