The evening went on without much incident, or at least with as little incident that can be expected in such a place as the bobbing head. Merisiri was just finishing up his meal, taking the last few bites of the glazed tuna with a smile on his face. "<i>Surprisingly good, must be because we're so close to the sea. I can't imagine what the chef here cooks like, or what with-</i>" His smile gradually fades as all the implications dawn on him and he shakes his head. He lowers his head some, eyes cast out over the bar which had thinned out. Watching a pair speak over who knows what, in the corner of his eye he casually observes a waitress pinned to the floor as an orc mounts her to many cheers, and on the stairway a goblin was being expertly sucked off by an Kal'Dorei.<br/><br/>The feeling inside of him, a needy unease, was growing by the moment as this new found lust he was experiencing grew. He so desperately wanted one of these woman, one of these shapely Night Elves that seemed so forbidden, one of the lewdly exposed bruisers, anything really. He sighs to himself, as if he had to, and slowly an idea dawns on him. He glances back at the single door to the bathrooms, some of the stories that he had listened to as he ate coming back to him. With no amount of haste he undid the coin purse from his belt, set out a tip for his waiter, and then stood making his way across the room with clear direction but little intent.<br/><br/>Upon stepping in to the large bathroom several stalls lined the walls, each covered with a purple sheet or left open for all to see the stained and carved walls inside. Immediately a pang of insecurity rose in his stomach as the though of what might be in any given one of these rooms might be. A sweat began to form on his brow as he slowly walks up to an open stall that stood in a fairly empty location. The stall to it's left was open as well but beside it someone was clearly present. With a quick step he moves inside and pulls the draped sheet across the doorway. He looks over some of the scrawled writings and then to the wall at his right, he peers at the hole for a moment and then very carefully gives two knocks on the wall.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>