With the flash of gold whispers and disbelief stop many of them seeing more gold then they have seen in years or ever. The bar maid stares at it and Ahri. She seems about to answer when the barkeeper comes charging over smiles and every once of charm he can must directed at Ahir. He was a skinny man with a face few would call handsome. "Lady Ahri, welcome to my humble establishment. If you want to talk about the young maid then you'll have to talk to me." He eyes the gold obviously lusting for it more than anything else in the room. "I am her father after all." The maid obviously took after her mother's side of the family. He wrung his hands and began motioning for Lady Ahri to follow him, but was cut off by his daughter's exclamation. "What!? You're going to try and<em>sell</em>me?"