<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/a5/12/17/a5121791078186cc5742da0bb14ba15e.jpg)</div>A scattering of applause and hoots of appreciation come with the end of the song as well as the jingle of coins being thrown.  Not nearly as much as Lorelei pulls in, even on non-feastdays, but judging by the bright smile on the halfling girl's face, enough that she and the gnome will be quite happy for a time.  After taking a moment to sip some ale, they set back to their merry-making, this time singing The Enchanter's Bird; a comedic ballad about an enchantress who tricked a flirtatious noblewoman into marrying a falcon.  It is, perhaps, in poor taste; some claim that the falcon in question was the grandsire of a local Lord.<br/><br/>A bubbling laugh comes from Ayca and she shakes her head, "Not at all.  These celebrations pay for themselves.  I promise, you'll see."  Her grin only widens as she wraps a ringlet of red between her fingers and gives it a little twirl.  An eyebrow raises to Nuria as her fingers begin to move and explore along her body, a coy smile as well as an apologetic one towards Lorelei and any other gathered Delvers for the affectionate touching.  Her hand upon the chest piece draws down to cover Nuria's hand as she clicks her tongue, "Time for showing off later."  Of course, this hasn't prevented her from allowing Nuria's pink nipple to show off to just anyone who may want to look.<br/><br/>She turns with an apologetic little smile to Lorelei.  The young half-elf clearly has something of a hero worship for the talented bard who comes in and draws eyes of all the fellows who normally take passes at her.  "Not a problem at all, Lady Lorelei.  Ummm, if you need anything," she quickly says as she shifts with a slightly uncomfortable look on her face.  Why Lorelei gets so sullen at Freeromp is still a mystery to the barkeep's daughter but she figures upon politeness and drinks brought over quickly mending some wounds.  Ayca adjusts her own blouse carefully, perhaps pulling it to cover herself a bit less scandalously so as to not be in too direct of a compe-tit-ion with the more talented singer.<br/><br/>At this point, she pulls herself away from Nuria, allowing her hand to idly touch upon that exposed nipple, as though she's going to push the armor back on but not actually doing so.  "Well, if you like surprises, I shan't tell you," she responds with an amused twinkle in her eyes, trailing a hand on the table and turning to the table with a smile and raised eyebrows, "Does anybody need anything else right now?  Anything to eat?  Besides some of the regulars, we've got a special pan fried acorn noodle with celery salt, apple, and rosemary chicken."