Alaine suddenly drew back and looked at her with beetled brow before releasing her with an "apologies, Ma'am." Finally, he drifted to the other side of the tub and leaned against it, his long arms stretched, his head tilted back, and his eyes staring at the ceiling. "Bah, let's not either of us pretend any more. You're as interested in me as a horse is philosophy. Mind, I don't even know why a "fine Elven woman" such as yourself even came in these baths for."<br/><br/>He lolled his head to the side and his features and slurs spoke of a man well in his cups, "Whatever. Drink the wine, enjoy the bath, I'm leaving. Not even getting my cock wet could keep me here through your act."<br/><br/>He stood and moved toward his things, his hard cock still bobbing and indicating his aroused state of mind, "Why do women think we can't tell? Well, maybe most men could, but I'm a professional spotter of lies and criminals, missy. Come by next time if you feel like a real tumble. I could have made you see heaven, you know?"<br/><br/>He shrugged and moved for the door, wondering if he should just go to bed or maybe walk the town. He wanted to clear his head and there was a burglar to catch. "Have a lovely evening." He said it with derision, "That is, if you can stop looking sown that long, thin nose for a few minutes and have some fun." In the end, snooty elf princess had just rubbed Alaine the wrong way despite some seriously tempting ass and thigh meat.