A drinking establishment was one thing, but this place was so...<em>unsophisticated</em>. Some more judgemental words had come to mind, and Kathina had pushed them back down with a moment of guilt. For about the hundredth time since she had arrived in Sharn, she reminded herself that people did things differently here, and she was the one that needed to adapt.<br/><br/>She had her doubts about how much she could ever adapt to a rowdy place like this, though. Loud laughter, shouting and arguments washed over her, the tavern sounding like it was a few moments away from a brawl breaking out. She was aware of how her attire--as well as her prim stance and the way she was keeping a hand on her purse--was making her stand out in the crowd, and she wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not. She wanted to be spotted by Max of course, that was why she'd come here, but....<br/><br/>Distracted, Kathina stepped backwards into someone else, who'd been heading to the same spot she was.<br/><br/>"Ah, sorry!" she said, spinning around to see who she was addressing. "I didn't see you there--are you here to meet Max too?"