Korxal's head tilted slightly as he watched the Draenei make her way over to the main bar area, taking the time to appreciate the finer parts of her backside he had not been able to witness before. He then proceeded to take a look at the tome in his hands, and then to the table that he had noticed to be recently cleaned, surely it was safe to place the tome down now. Halfway through setting the item on the table he stopped, the gears in his brain beginning to spin with a devious plan, he retracted the tome back onto his lap and silently waited for the waitress to return. When she finally reached him he waited for her to finish speaking before he made his move.<br/><br/>"Such a dirty place this is, don't you think? People pleasure themselves wherever they please by the looks of it. Certainly the floor must be cleaner than these tables by now, it's a wonder you don't serve people there!" Korxal bent down Xavia's direction to place the tome on the ground, unable to fully reach it he let go of the tome an inch or two away from its destination. Upon coming back up Korxal curved his head in an attempt to catch a glance at what was underneath the Draenei's short skirt. He smirked as he sat fully upright once more, pleased with what he had been able to catch glimpse of. He grabbed the ale she had delivered him and took a deep gulp of it before setting it on the table causing a loud cling of glass meeting wood. He took a brief pause to rub his chin as he pondered, adjusting his jaw as if he had a piece of food stuck in his teeth. Once removing his hand he placed it on the table, his fingers tapping the wood one by one as he inquired to the Draenei, "So tell me Xavia, is selling food and drink here your only job, or do you also provide entertainment?" his tongue seemed to lightly swirl around the inner parts of his lips as he finished with the word entertainment, though it was hard to tell for sure.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>