The orc was clearly startled that she actually approached him, and looked a little flustered - he didn't expect it to actually<em>work</em>. "Ehh... I'd, uhh, like a drink," he said, in a gruff tone of voice, as he was clearly trying to figure out what had happened... and what to do with it. Now that she was closer to him, though, she could see just how big he was - even sitting, he was only a few inches shorter than her, standing, and his whole body seemed to be just... thick and muscular. Bucking up a little courage, he then grinned and added, "An' maybe somethin' pretty to sit on my lap." He wasn't expecting that to work, just being a lecher, especially to the amusement of what looked like his friends, also seated around the table, half of whom were gawking at her, and her gold-quality outfit.