<span style="color: purple">"She might, I'd ask her but I'm liable to strangle the life from her if I ever saw her again." </span>Vyre shrugged and followed the Dwarf out.<span style="color: purple">"Lines might be better, or they may be worse, the office is open twenty-four seven but there may be less people there early. So off to the bar then?"</span>She laughed, though it was far beyond bitter.<span style="color: purple"> "There's not enough ale, beer, wine, and everything in between in this city to handle all the people involved. I'm more agile than I look, but maybe I should get you drunk so I can learn a lot more about you."</span>Her bitterness faded and she headed in the direction of Murder Row.<span style="color: purple">"This section is Murder Row. If you're looking to get someone killed, get your pussy eaten, find a one night stand, this is where you'd come. It's the cesspool of the city, but the buildings here are cheap to rent and own, which is why my favorite bar is here. I think I'll have to see it that to believe it. A nice low-cut top, a push-up bra to make those girls really stand out, then spill just enough ale on your chest to show a little cleavage. If nothing else, I would visit the bar more often to see that and I bet many men would. Having said that, there's a woman who owns half the city, she goes by Matron but her name is Nalo. She's got contacts in places nobody should, if you want to get a job without degrading yourself I'd go to her before working at a bar."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>