With a smile he nods and then whispers, "I do have a room down below the Inn, if you trust me enough to join me there."  He points subtly toward a door near the back of the bar, it could be a storage room from the position, "We can go through there, but I think we may get a comment or ten from the rabble in here."<br/><br/>Giving her another gentle kiss, his fingers slip reluctantly from their explorations and he moves from the seat to give her room to stand, when she does his hand moves around her again, wrapping around her waist easily, leading her toward the door.<br/><br/>When they get to it he says, "I can trust you as well right?  You would not lure me to a private place just to eliminate your competition for the thirteen?"  His voice is quiet, and somehow he makes the question seem both real and a jest at the same time.