Kyrie shook her head, amazed at how much the vendor was kissing up to her. Still, she smiled at having made a friend so easily, someone who might make herself useful some time and who looked up to her. She followed, glancing over the rugs and making sure not to step on any of them.<br/><br/>Upon seeing the exchange going on between the two, she gave a chuckle and spoke to Mikel.<br/><br/>"Don't speak so loudly of it, Mikel, you don't want anyone knowing your other job, do you? Now, what is it you are smuggling, exactly? Seeing as you've already admitted it. And I'll have a bottle of your best wine, please. How much?"<br/><br/>(Sense Motive: 27 (http://elliquiy.com/diceserv/index.php?r=2740)<br/>Bluff to convince him he's admitted it and there's no turning back: 23 (http://elliquiy.com/diceserv/index.php?r=2741))<br/><br/>Looking over his wares, she tried to guess at the quality of the wines, though trusted the girl's decision to some degree, mildly interested in the smuggling at hand. She wasn't convinced she could be bothered following it up as a legal matter, but if there was something she was interested in...