"<em>Aye aye</em>, captain."<br/><br/>Kira<em>chirp</em>'s Aye Aye was almost entirely tonal, more sung than enunciated.<br/><br/>Taking a small sifter of the amazing brandy, the tall, blonde cave girl i white lace wove her way through the tables, dancing with pinches form those bold enough to flirt with a girl two meters tall.  When she reached the red winged beauty, she bobbed a bow that tossed her curls ad offered the sifter.  "Hallo, Pretty Wings.  My captain sends this gift and asks if you will join us at the bar."