<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=74429.msg3246095#msg3246095">Quote from: Xanthaine on 05-07-2010, 21:28:29</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Dainya felt a strange instinct and vaulted the bar to pat her on the back... actually she could only reach a quarter of a foot above Laura's ass but the sentiment was there.<br/><br/>"Let it out... Ya may be out of action for a couple of minutes... I thought since ya worked behind a bar ya might have more ova tolerance to the stuff... I'd invite ya to lean on me, bu' ya'd probably knock me over. Sorry..." she looked uncomfortable, feeling guilt... not an emotion she was used to.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Rob saw what had happened and swore under his breath. A bar maid and a halfling--presumably neither with a head for real liquor. He walked up to the bar, found a pitcher of water and poured a glass for the barmaid. Once the hafling was done ineffectually patting her on the back, he handed to glass over to the barmaid.<br/><br/>"Here," he said. "This should help with the coughing and it might help clear your head. If the water doesn't work on its own, I'll brew some herbal tea for you."