<strong>George along with pink haired Gwen</strong><br/><br/><br/>The beer was pretty strong but tasted good, this Pub certainly knew its trade, the Cider would likely be as good though mixing the two might not be advantageous. The young woman smiled at the drawl that spilled from his mouth and the seeming immaculate manners. He appeared a little strange but no more so than many here.  “It’s a shame, so I can’t even tempt you to ‘Strip the Willow’ with me.”<br/><br/><br/>She was not really flirting just having fun as most here were, her head tilted to one side though at the last question, a slightly bemused passed her face.  “Not so far...Just Wales, some friends of mine were joining up with these folks to I joined them. I heard they were a good bunch to travel with.” She smiled again, “Sounds like you came further? By the way my name is Gwen.” She put out her spare hand as the other was used to take a swig of her own drink.<br/>