"Uh... come with me?" the troll said, the hand moving to her (real) arm and tugging towards the door "I like you..."<br/><br/>The troll was<em>far</em>stronger than her, and she was pulled off the stool onto her feet with ease.  The elf behind the bar looked on with a combination of fear and 'oh shit!' in his eyes, and a couple of the other patrons looked on, but nobody got up to actually<em>do</em>anything.  Then again, it<em>was</em>a troll larger than three men combined... not many would go up against that.  The elf at least looked to be searching for a silent alarm or a gun though, and Ubon... it was almost as if he were glaring at the troll...<br/><br/>And yes, he<em>stank</em>of booze, something fierce in fact...