After struggling with her ascent (Both IC and OOC), he put togather what she was saying. A sly smirk came across his lips.<span style="color: Brown"><b>"Sure... Bartender, get this woman over here another of whatever she had."</b></span>He called out, reaching into the pouch at his side and pulling a few coins. More than enough for her drink.<span style="color: Brown"><b>"And a room for one night."</b></span>He told the man as he approached. Looking back at the Troll girl, he gave her a smile and could feel his immagination begin to wander.<span style="color: Brown"><b>"And, Im thinking we can have some time before the man gets here. Bartender, if you see a dwarf with a large box then watch it for me will ya? Thanks." </b></span>He called out, not bothering wait for his response.<br/>His hand rested on his inner thigh as he waited.<span style="color: Brown"><b> "Happy now?" </b></span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>