"Of course they are, its natural for them to try. Thing is, as long as you got a good sense, or friends you can trust to not sell you out." She smirked, shrugging a bit and downing a shotglass that Joli passed over. Silea grinned a hint and chuckled at the moment, then looknig Joli over amusedly, licking her upper lip briefly, and just a short way, while leaning so that Joli was between her and the rest of the folks at the bar, hiding her gesture a bit from the others at least.<br/><br/>"Oh, I don't think anyone would complain certainly, having a chance to loko at more of you." She grinned, just as Joli toko her look at the performers. Shortly enough, the orc and the goblin came up to the bar counter, the orc reaching down to lift the goblin lass on an arm so she sat her feet down on the countertop, looking at the bearded man.<br/><br/>"Hey, we've been putting on a show for a while now, how about you offer some refreshments?" As she stood there she was (perhaps purposefully) holding her bare mound in front of the bartender's face. A bit of a laugh left the man who nod and looked up at the goblin's face, then down to her slit, before looking at the orc man's face. "So what can I get you two?" The reply was like from one mouth. "Shroom-ale." There was a a short nod, as the bartender moved to retrieve them a pair of the green ale in their glass bottles, setting them down. The goblin lass seating herself in the orc's lap, hiding his cock somewhat, but also away enough from the grasp of the over-eager lads hungrily staring at her bust and slit now.<br/><br/>"Those two..." Shaking her head, the drowess smirked. "Amusing enough, they both know a fair bit and can perform well, but are stuck here because of how it is. Gobs dont like orcs too much, orcs don't really like gods that much, and well, among the drow they'd be looking at being chained and put on the market probably."