Meri's eyes go a little wide, the bright glow of his eyes a bit more pronounced than that of a normal elf. Both the forwardness and the seamless casual nature of the woman's proposition catching him off guard. Still with his blush persisting he nods along quickly and plays out a few quick notes, again a soft human voice singing out as his music book glows "<span style="color: rgb(0,0,255)">Such company is always welcome.</span><span style="color: #808080">" The man flashes her a quick toothy grin, his eyes shifting dangerously low as he follows her hand to her chest. He stares for just a moment at her, before he hastily sets the violin down in the case on the bar. Producing a small notepad and a magically enchanted stylus he jots down a few quick words and rips the paper out holding it to Marianne, it reads "</span><span style="color: #ff0000">My name is Merisiri, though most just call me Meri. I'm new in town, just off the boat actually.</span><span style="color: #808080">"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>