Amaya's tried to casually cast her feral silver glowing eyes over the lovely bovine. It mostly worked, as she repeated the rules in her head, but the Tauren beauty was a delicious temptation. She half smiled, not bothering to feign distaste this time.<br/><br/>She motioned to the gold pouch, and the grin of a troublemaker crossed her face, lighting up her eyes before she could stop it. She put her hand to her mouth and forced a cough to recover.<br/><br/>"A room please, a fruity drink," she rolled her eyes before she could stop, " and your best meal, please. I hope there is meat in it. Then buy a round for all," and with a flirty smile, " Please keep the rest as a tip."<br/><br/>The pouch held a good 500 to 600 gold. If she was to look rich she could spend money that wasn't hers like it was water. The rules though, the rules make it not as much fun.<br/><br/>" And if that isn't enough for my wishes, let me know." She took a breath to keep the other words from slipping out. She eyed the girl with the wine deliver as she pulled a finely hand carved pipe from her pack.<br/><br/>"Maybe a bottle of that if you have some in stock." A moment to ticked by, as she stuffed her pipe. "Yes, and let me know if that covers it or not won't you."<br/><br/>The playfully, flirty smile returned before she made it fade by chewing on the end of the not yet lit pipe.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>