"Until today," Joli said draining her mushroom ale and gesturing for a second.  She silently promised herself that it was her last of the night. "I'd never seen a single goblin, and I'd only heard rumors of drow.  I'd met a few half blooded orcs and found them sullen and angry people in general, certainly less jovial then the drummer here."  She threw another two silver on the bar and said to the bartender as he returned with bottles for the couple, "Their drinks are on me barkeep."<br/><br/>She smiled as the goblin took a 'seat' on the orc's thick cock.  Joli doubted that it was doing more than pressing against her flesh, yet at the same time, such a seat must be very pleasant.  "Quite skilled the two of you are.  My thanks for the entertainment.  But I wonder, why do you preform sans clothing?"   It was not lost on her how little clothing she was wearing, or that she was sitting next to a half naked drow.