{{Double whoops...jumped the gun a little. I'm not an accountant in r/l, as you may have guessed X3. For the sake of moving on (as IC money talk is a bore) let's say that after a bit of discussion amongst themselves, the characters each paid the following amounts:<br/>Auralia           500<br/>Minndrillia:     200<br/>Sashi:           1000<br/>Alyssa:          200<br/>Soma:           260<br/>Jess:            140<br/>{{And the remaining 2,470 was drawn from the pool of looted coinage (from both Leska and the Heodo), leaving 519 gp in that pool--or 1,219 if what is in Sen's bag is counted. Kahmori has paid 0, since he isn't present; the other PCs can ask him to fork over 200 if he shows up later and wants to use the room.}}<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>If Chrrou happens to look at Jess, he'll notice that she is spending an inordinate amount of time looking at him with playful interest. She knows he is off the menu, yet there is a part of her that is dissapointed to have been interrupted...<br/>"Eh? Geno?" she says when he mentions the dragonfolk. "Yeah, he's out getting some air. Too much swill." She pantomimes a drinking motion.<br/><br/><br/><br/>"<span style="font-style: italic">Miss Soma.</span>" Soma echoes Mindy's words with an amused snort; they make her sound like a refined lady. "Heheh."<br/>"Yeah, she's yours now," the tiefling shrugs at the angel. "You can do whatever."<br/>"I say we head upstairs." she says with a curious amount of authority considering she has just met the party. "No sense lingering here when we've got a private suite we could be enjoying."<br/><br/><br/>"Yeeaah! I agree." says Jess, her tail wagging.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>As the party has been discussing money and plans, Leska has been squirming in Rihyan's grasp in a feeble attempt to escape or at least bite him. She has achieved niether; her efforts have only sprinkled more of her blue blood across the floor. She glares across the room, demanding with her eyes that someone come to her aid. So far, no takers. Everyone either loathes her and wants to see her go down or--as in the case of Gurst--sort of pities her but doesn't care enough to bail her out.<br/>"Will...you stop...talking nonsense." she says dizzily to the centaur and angel. "I already told you...you can't eat me. I'm...ten times your size! And...you'd regret it...my friends would slaughter you..."<br/><span style="font-size: 85%; line-height: 116%;">[Sense Motive DC 7: she is lying about having assassin friends]</span>