Tessa didn't mind the groping overmuch, but she did keep her hand hovering around her coinpurse to avoid any . . . tricksy pickpockets. After all, SHE was the best pickpocket in the room, so it would be a professional failing if she got robbed! Accepting the offer of a chair she nimbly hopped up onto the seat, giving her feet a bit of a rest.<br/><br/><strong>"Thanks for the seat, boys. I'm from Varisia, if you couldn't tell from my hips."</strong>It was true, the way she moved WAS pretty suggestive of some in-depth knowledge of Varisian belly dancing, with her own personal touches thrown in.<strong>"Probably gonna stick around here for a while, see if anything interesting comes up. Don't let my expert dancing skills fool you, I'm an adventurer by trade. Just a bit cheaper to pay my way onto a caravan with song and dance, rather than gold, you know?"</strong>