Joli pocketed the key for now, and sniffed at her drink.  "Absinthe?  Sorry I misheard you over the sound of the grey cocked beast over there pounding on the drum."  She hooked her thumb for the stage and then watched as the drow slammed the potent alcohol.  "Wow, you're quite the drinker aren't you?  If you have constitution like that, it makes me wonder what else you'd be good at.  Remind me to make sure I never end up on your bad side."<br/><br/>Joli laughed and then brought the mushroom ale to her lips and took a taste.  It was strong, very strong.  Much like dwarven ale she'd had a few times, but with a musky almost rotten quality to it that was surprisingly palatable.  She rolled the ale in her mouth for a moment before swallowing, "Won't ever be my favorite," she said taking a second sip, "but it's not bad."  Setting the mug back down she looked at it then around the bar.<br/><br/>Turning to the drow she said, "Phffaugh, is everything under the surface of the earth green, grey, or black?  A bit of color wouldn't hurt you after all."  She winked at the drow, "I know I enjoy a splash of pink on occasion.  So, as the only other attractive person in the bar, I should introduce myself, Joli's the name, you?"