The bartender would reply to the Sin'dorei that he had never seen this elf here before, and hadn't heard anything about her. But from the look of her, she was likely to be well traveled. As the high elf approaches, avranae's eyes travel up and down the woman's slender form, taking in her curves, and a smile crosses her lips. She draws a sip of wine, then responds in her soft voice, barely audible over the chorus of moans, laughter and wet slapping of flesh-on-flesh. "It is now, darling. Please, join me! I didn't expect to find a fellow wine drinker in a place like this. My name is Avranae, though to those who know me, avra works just as well. Those who know me better...know me by a variety of other names, but....I digress. It's a pleasure to meet you, miss...?" She draws another sip, her own silver eyes gazing intently into the beautiful green of the high elf.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>