Since Theos was paying, Desire was more than happy to drink with him. Though she was honestly surprised that he was surprised that she'd suggest drinking.  They were, after all, in a tavern.<br/><br/>So Desire drank more wine, and chatted a bit with Theos about what she had discussed with the veteran pathfinders. She had intended to stick to topics like that and maybe nudge him into drinking too much so she could get back to relaxing in her room, but between the wine, the fact that past the braggadocio Theos was actually fairly charming and rather cute, and it had been ages since she fucked anyone, Desire decided that if he was in the mood, she would be, too. And considering he'd been flirting with her hard their entire journey do far, she was pretty sure he would be.<br/><br/>This in mind, Desire teased him. She spoke with a throatier, more sultry tone of voice. She gave him appraising up and down looks that she concluded with a sly smile. She shifted around in ways that made her breasts jiggle. Finally, when the wine pushed her past buzzed into tipsy, she stood up. "Mmm, I think all this wine is going to my head. Would you be a gentleman and escort me to my room?" A moment later he was up and guiding her, hand square on her ass. He wasn't quite going in the right direction, so she brushed up against him to get him oriented. "Stairs are that way, dear." His hands wandered on their way up the stairs, eliciting a giggle from Desire.<em>Mmm, he has a good grip.</em><br/><br/>Once they were in her room and the door closed and locked behind them, Desire moved away from Theos and pulled her boots off. "Silver-haired vixen? Mmm, you flatter me, you rogue." She giggled again, and moved to sit on the bed. "Now that we're alone, what do you suggest we do?"<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Notes</div><div class="spoiler_body">Obviously, she teased him, and got an 18 on Sense Motive. I'm having bad dice luck so far...</div></div>