Alaine had leaned back in hsi chair and watched the scene with mild interest and half attention, he was still thinking about the case somewhere in the back of his mind. The spree had the feel of a... well, spree more than a celiberate crime wave. Some of it was more practical though. He was just going back over the gambler incident notes when the barmaid returned, "Her highness mindly informs sir that he "hardly has the coin for what<em>I</em>desire". Far as i am concerned, what she need sis a swift kick of a thick cock to stir her loose. Anyway, if you want her to talk to you, seems you are going to have to approach."<br/><br/>Alaine was perplexed as the strange singsong impersonation the woman did then he threw his head back and boomed a laugh. Alaine let his eye slide to the elven woman and then chuckled a bit darkly as he let his eyes wander a second, trying to assess how much this chase was worth. One slim arm stretched over the table, her head balanced on the other, and her looking so bored and above this? Still, his inner voice whispered something was off. If that elf really thought this place below her and the men further, then why put yourself on display like that? Why put on such a display of arrogance and indifference, when it was such an obvious DISPLAY? He chuckled and had his suspicions. Some haughty ladies quite liked a nice dirty roll in the hay.<br/><br/>If truth were told, her form alone might not have tipped the matter in favor of spending gold, but the challenge itself caught his interest itself. Still, he thought, if that woman gets conquered tonight, she might regret it. He was feeling a bit wild somewhere inside. He reached into his pouch and took out something small, "Send a boy to Carolingian's. I saw a bottle in there I have plans for now. Ehlonnan Honeywine, old. This will cover it, some high end bath oils, and a tip for you and the boy. The bathhouse is mine tonight."<br/><br/>The woman eyed the small sapphire he had given her then shrugged and called for the kitchen boy, a brother by the looks, and sent him running while Alaine got up and strolled toward the table. His gait was as calculating as his eye. Each foot moved with deliberate care and his hands stayed casually loose but close to his weapons while his blue orbs sought her own eyes. He arched his eyebrow as he arrived, "Well, was that meant to be a challenge or a true blow off? I do not know, but I have some very fine bath oils and a bottle of century old Honeywine joining me in the baths. Now, the real enticement is probably found elsewhere... else, but you won't know if you aren't adventurous enough to look for it."<br/><br/>He raised his eyebrows as he mentioned the uncommon to the area wine brewed by an order of Ehlonnan druids as a highly potent alcohol and aphrodisiac. It had mild hallucinogenic qualities, alcoholic potency, and a cloying sweet flavor. Alaine did not mention that he had worked for that order once and spent a good half a year drinking and cavorting. He had a high tolerance for the wine. He chuckled nonchalantly at the elfen maid and then spun and made for the bathhouse with happy jaunt in hai step, as if it mattered to him not a whit if she took or refused the offer. He really didn't; if she refused him, he would get drunk, save the oils, and go to bed contented.<br/><br/>He went up to his room quickly first and stowed most of his wealth, he had been burned before and left naked and penniless more than once, so he kept only a handful of gold and silver coins in his purse and a pair of gems sewn into his clothes' hem before taking a short trip out to the back of the hotel where the baths awaited. There was an ingenious system that somehow kept the large stone pool heated and he undressed quickly, revealing a body that was healthy, knotted with muscle but still possessing a girth, scarred from fighting and life, and possessing the more manly traits of a lightly furred chest, abdomen, and clump of pale blonde hair over an impressive set of equipment. He adjusted himself unconsciously and slipped into the water with an audible sigh of happiness.<br/><br/>It was only a minute or two later when the kitchen boy arrived with a basket of oils and the dark green bottle of wine and two of the inn's best glasses.