Xavia hummed happily to herself as she wiped off various counters and served various drinks and foods. She would offer a nod and a smile to the passing patrons, ensuring that all their needs were currently met for the time being. Following her, was a floating mop and bucket, clean up the various spills which dotted the tavern floor, be they food, ale or other bodily leavings left by the patrons.<br/><br/>She would eventually nod at the Tuaren man, noting the damage to the chair, but of course that sort of thing should be expect when drunken hijinks are allowed to an extent of course. She regarded the bull, offering a pleasant smile "Good day to you sure. Are you enjoying yourself this day. Is there anything I can grab you? A fresh mug perhaps? A plate of food?" She would tilt her head at the Tauren, smiling her pleasant smile.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>