"Ooh, fresh dreg! You're the man, Vinny!" Sherani grabs herself a mug and pours herself a healthy dose of the brew. She starts for a table, but the irresistible aroma of bacon gives her a moment of pause. On the one hand, last night's meal will last her for a good two or three days, and some of her new friends didn't even get dinner last night. On the other hand... well, coyote's great, but it's not<span style="font-style: italic">bacon.</span><br/><br/>She takes a plate and dishes up as much food as she can fit... then relents and puts a bit back... then takes a bit more... then puts about half of it back... then takes a just a few more slices... this goes on for about a minute before Vincent shoots her an admonishing look and she sheeepishly returns all but a few slices of bacon. (And a fried egg.) She plops herself down in a seat next to Calia (if she's already seated) or waves the tall woman over (if she isn't).<br/><br/>"So, another big eater, eh? Hell of a thing, packin' away two people your own size like that- didn't even hafta wear 'em down first, did ya? That's some top-notch skill in my book." Sherani takes a bite of her egg and continues speaking. "Don't remember if we got introduced last night... I got kinda drunk on that gnomish stuff Vinny brought out. Name's Sherani!" She offers a hand in greeting to Calia.