<em>The barmaid, as it turns out, does, in fact, feel someone watching her, and when she catches Kharali's stare, she flushes and hurries over, sure from the dead-serious expression the shifter wears that, somehow, she's been waiting a long time to be served. Of course, she hasn't even been there three minutes.<br/><br/>Yurika, of course, remains focused on the matter at hand, and, nodding, she smiles, though she still seems a tad worried.<br/><br/>"Oh, I don't think you should worry about that. We're a pretty friendly bunch, as I'm sure Kharali's shown you..."<br/><br/>She slips a discreet glance at her friend, who, it seems, is ordering from the flustered tavern wench an usual beverage-- spiked milk.</em>