Trish's skin darkens in a blush at the smaller woman's forwardness, and she fights back an embarrassed giggle.<br/><br/>"I... erm... that's good to know." She says with a smile, taking a healthy drink of her own beer to try and cool her own jets. It's certainly an enticing mental image... but also not what she'd come here for. And she needs to at least try and focus on that... though she's got to shift a bit on the chair, in response to her body's almost immediate reaction to the thoughts floating in the back of her mind. "I... hmm."<br/><br/>She takes another swig, and shakes her head, giving the dwarf a fresh grin as the alcohol hits her system.<br/><br/>"Well... I was gonna ask if... um... you knew any good routes to run around here? I've been meaning to get into better shape..."<br/><br/>Trish wonders if perhaps the subtext of her request was lost in the awkward delivery... but she'll find out soon enough, she figures.