"Varisia, nice this time of year."<br/><br/>"Like you've ever been there, old badger."<br/><br/>They bantered across her, or rather over her head, leaning closer with their elbows propped on the back of Tessa's chair, crowding her.  Despite the raucous cheer as the girls continued their act, the human girl flashing her thighs or flipping the elf's skirt getting their own coins piling up, the halfling adventurer could hear the telltale jingle of coins somewhere on her new friends' belts as they leaned closer.<br/><br/>"But you're playing, right?  An adventurer?"<br/><br/>"And I wouldn't call that a trade, not really.  More like a vagabond, right?  And I can't say you look the part," said the older man looking down her bust.  His younger partner raised a brow and chuckled, shaking his head.<br/><br/>"So what, you're an adventurer looking to break into the caravan circus act, or did you come for the same reason everyone else did?  Looking to wiggle into the ruins and steal a trinket or two?  Hm... kinda like us, maybe?"  He flashes his most handsome smile and leans his chin in his hand.