He returned the kiss, noting she was a very good kisser, not trying to shove her tongue down his throat, just a quick feeling of lips on his. "Yes, but I think the women we had lunch with also had similar thoughts for far less reason. I would hate to see you end up like them because of my allies."<br/><br/>He led the way to the Silvervein's box, letting the ladies enter first, and took his seat after the women were comfortable. "That was probably a while back, and even dwarves have to clean the place at some point."<br/><br/>Sadly, he had no idea what the rumor mill was making of him, but he doubted if it was entirely flattering, but did figure on it being utterly acidic. While he had solidified quite a risk taker reputation by challenging the bulette, he had no idea what the reaction to the rest was. Still, if he could get a good trade going using elven silks here, he might make enough to keep from getting too heavily punished by the council. He hoped.