As she stood up, Tojara grinned and took one of the mugs from her serving trays and dropped several gold coins atop her tray, some extra to make sure she comes to see him. "I'll be by the bar with my friend." He said with a sly grin as he watched her side step around him to continue her duties. As she walked away his eyes kept locked on her rear and the big Orc let out a chuckle. Heading back to the bar, he passed the older Orc as he raised his mug and beat his fist on his chest in salute to the officer. "Throm'ka General." He said in passing as he returned to his seat next to his Troll buddy.<br/><br/>Rev'vos meanwhile had been gorging himself in a plate of ribs similar to what Tojara had ordered. As the Orc took his seat, the Troll smirked at him. "Find ya a good one me brotha?" Nodding and lifting the ale to his lips, the big Orc replied. "I sure did. Don't think I've ever been with a Draenei either." He took a drink and tossed back half the mug then set it down. "Come on Rev'vos quit holding out, bust out the Felweed or the Peacebloom if you got it." Rev'vos laughed as he chewed on a rib bone. "You got it mon." Opening his pack down by his feet, the troll tok out a long pipe and a leather bound bundle. Opening it revealed to be crushed Peacebloom blended with Felweed. The Troll loaded the pipe and struck a match as he began to smoke. "By da spirits, dis be da good stuff mon." Tojara took the pipe and began to take a drag. He held his breath for a moment then exhaled coughing lightly. "Damn that's some good shit."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>