The elf in question's a bit plain compared to Harper and her almost signature flare and style, but that also could be applied to most of the city, much less the bar. Lanky, thin, but it's the kinda build that suggests that this person's probably had some intimate experience with the streets or low end running. The bulky jacket does a good job of hiding most of her or his figure, but not the Defiance Shocker or the unplugged cyber-deck that Harper gets a look at when the decker awkwardly gets into position on the bar between Harper's legs.<br/><br/>Although the start makes Harper wonder if she's got a first timer, it seems more like a case of nerves. What was a halting bit of light licking and almost quizzical tongue probing along Harper quickly turns into something that actually is like a blowjob, all lips and tongue and noisy sucking as the elf's head gets into a bobbing rhythm.