She was frowning skeptically at Cedric when her glance was caught by a smooth movement just behind the other man's shoulder. A glance up reward the pretty young thief with the sight of Amron, looking not menacing, but... well, certainly not as amiable as he pretended to be, as he hinted the other man away. Lhurriel's lips curled in a flirtatious smile as his long, graceful limbs curled behind her, and she leaned back comfortably against him, an inquiringly look on her face.<br/><br/>"I came at your invitation, and only that. The Rusty Dagger is quite a distance from my usual  busking spot in the Fountain District, so I'm foregoing my afternoon's earnings to make this trip," she remarked playfully. When the drinks came, she took one with a thanks to the waitress, then took a sip as she glanced over at him.<br/><br/>"And so? What business have you called me here for today, Amron?"