"Well, if it isn't Priestess LUSTleaf! She sure brings meaning to her heritage, don't she?" Mr. Lackham cheered out to the entire inn, holding his cup out high in a tasteless purple shirt. Richly embroided. Ninuviel frowned a little, approaching him in the same pace. She had expected a little more creativity, even from a "pup" as she liked to call his kind. They always had that hurt look in their eyes when she dismissed their crude approach. She got a slight thrill of it, truth be told. It made her whole body tingle to watch a beast shrink into a pet just because his antics were countered bluntly with a few words.<br/><br/>"Yes, Sir. I ran into this lovely little goblin on my way. She sold flowers! Flowers, Mr. Lackham! I instantly thought of you." She smiled that sweet smile, everyone was a bit awed by it. But her charms worked and the old man stuttered. Not sure if he should accept it. He had made a rather crude joke towards a Priestess of the Kaldorei, yet she turned the other cheek and gave him a gift. A romantic one at that. He wanted to wheel back time, but he couldn't. The look in his eyes made Ninu smirk, a devilish smile on her full lips. But it quickly disappeared behind her petite hand.<br/><br/>"Please, I insist!" With her final words the crate floated a couple of yards towards him. The old man catching the crate with a grin, he first held his cup up and toasted to the Priestess in order to make up for his sin. The crowd chuckled. Upon opening the crate he went silent. People wanted to know what he was given and came closer. Ninuviel stated her words a second time: "I instantly thought of you!" and the room bursted out in laughter as Mr. Lackham pulled out rotten flowers that smelled a little. The Priestess twirled around on her high heels, giggling as she walked to the bar. Girls cheering for her, men whistling coyly, having lost their ability to refrain themselves.<br/><br/>"Why, Miss Lustleaf, you really know how to be wicked, despite your title. Don't you?" The elegant barkeeper smirked at her as she approached. He was dressed up for the occasion, but he had not expected that. Ninu just smiled, noticing the elf from before she inclined her head in a polite greeting before returning her attention to the man.<br/><br/>"Ahw. That sure felt good! Would you be so kind to give me some Moonberry Juice, please?" She pouted, as her arms reached up above her head. Her breasts heaving with the effort.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>