((Sorry 'bout lack of post, been busy))<br/><br/>Lana grinned as her drink came by...it certainly was an interesting concoction. Though, the grin also came around from the Tauren's awkwardness. Yeah, the enchanted mage was very use to that though it was still amusing to come across. It was interesting to see the drastic changes between certain individuals that were either nervous upon speaking with her, or just so very eager. This Tauren, seemed to be somewhere in between. His voice and feel signified that he wasn't entirely use to commencing such activities with females, however his eyes spoke a hunger that she knew all too well...though, it was easy to read considering that his eyes were devouring her impressive rack. Yeah, her breasts got a lot of attention in the past...her entire body gets a lot of attention, but its the tits that draw in the eye.<br/><br/>Ignoring him for now (after all, she did have a drink), she let him oogle her as she eyed her drink. It was a strange looking beverage, but oh well...surely it was to be good if it was the house special. Lana could only imagine how powerful it really is. Wanting to appease her curiosity and whet her palette, she raised the glass to her plump, cock-sucking lips, and took experimental sips. Well, it was smooth, didn't really burn her throat. But she could feel the slight numbness in her mind that indicated the works of alcohol. Perfect! She drank more of it before the Tauren continued more of his awkward conversation starters, causing her to giggle as she tried to enjoy her drink.<br/><br/>It wasn't until he asked for her name that Lana blinked and set her half-finished glass down. She looked to the Shu'halo and smiled, blinking her eyes rapidly in a seductive way as her voice rolled from her lips again. This time, in perfect Orcish. It was a rather brutish language, but she has been a scholar for many, many years (more than humans live for) and had made friends with Orcs on Draenor before their corruption. She prided herself on her knowledge, and the knowledge of linguistics was certainly one worthy of praising. But she responded courtly to the Tauren with that undertone of sexual need in her voice that just seems permanent in her speech.<br/><br/>"You, may call me Lana, big bull. Thanks for the drink, really helps a girl out." She winked at him before giggling again, leaning over the bar as she rested on her elbows, massive tits squishing against the counter top. Of course, being a scholar that she was, seeing everything in one's environment was essential for research. And she loved witnessing the debauchery with her peripheral vision...it was all so much to drink in. Though, with everything going on, it was rather hard to really point out any specific lecherous activity and stay focused on it for long before something crazy happens elsewhere demanding her attention. Plus, it was rude to not give her main focus to someone who was starting a conversation with her, especially one that bought her a drink! Sight seeing could be done later...right now she wanted to see where this was going.<br/><br/>A sultry smile came to her lips as she asked back at the Tauren, "What's yours, stud?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>