Jason's eyes moved to the door each time it opened, seeming to be relaxed in his boots up and leaned backchair. He lifted the dagger with it's load of meat and cheese in greeting, "Jason Monroe from Waterdeep." If the girl wasn't going to introduce herself, he wasn't going to play the bowing card and men, well men were men and the rough and tumble was more acceptible... even with the smell of suits of metal.<br/><br/>As the last one entered and asked about the potential employer, he grinn ed, "Thank all of you for coming this evening, I've gathered you together for a singularly difficult and almost impossible mission... Some of you may not be up to it, others may, but regardless, you responded to the ad, and you're what I have to work with... There's a pair of dopplegangers downstairs who have replaced two of my employees. You must discover who they are, why they have invaded my business and tickle them until they curl up laughing... if you succeed, I'll give you all the drink and merriment that you can handle and the thanks of all future patrons."