Alice smiled to him. "I'm actually looking for a little bit of work. I'm sure you see any number of people with problems that need to be solved." She crossed her legs and leaned on the bar, glancing over at the troll again. Trolls were known for being heavy drinkers, though she always felt it was mostly due to their size.<br/><br/>Looking back to the barkeep, "If you'd like him to leave perhaps I can be persuaded to help in that endeavor? If the price is right, of course." She offered, grinning to him. "Or we could see what happens when a drunk troll gets his drinks taken away from him. He may not like that very much. But you better decide quick, because I think he's thirsty." She added, watching the troll continue to drink as if he were in a desert. Just how did they do that?