Cyra senses doubts within Skwols which borders to jealously;why is that she could only guess.  She tries giving assurance to the scowling hobgoblin, soothing his distrust with flowering words which only the alluring xeph could pull off.  Her efforts seem to pay off as she notices the expression on Skwols face to relax.<br/><br/>"Oh kay, you get all only this night.  Also, no singing, if you good at it then don't!  You don't want Skwols on your bad side."<br/><br/>Many among the crowd voiced their amazement at Cyra's diplomacy by getting Skwols eating within the palm of her hands.  Others were doubtful however, audibly whispering things like her casing a spell over the gruff hobgoblin, enchanting him.  Regardless, life eventually returns to the common room of the Tabi.  Skwol returns to work but keeps a discerning on the xeph.  Many among the patrons were eagerly waiting on Cyra's show, their excitement evidently showing as some call on her to start with the entertainment.  They wish for the girl not to disappoint.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Entering the Dancing Tabi, Simon's senses were assaulted by the loud sounds of gruff and boisterous voices of patrons overcrowding the common room of the establishment, while their unwashed and sweaty bodies were making his head swim. And here he was hoping to ease his concerns after a long and tedious journey, just to get to this place to attend some questionable event that has nonetheless caught his attention.<br/><br/>One figure does stand out from the sea of common rabble that floods this place, an exotic flower of girl that seems to be the focus of attention by the rowdy crowd.  She appears to be dancing girl or of similar sorts judging from her attire, something that Simon may have seen in his various travels which his discriminatory interests could easily dismiss.  But perhaps her trivial performance could provide him with some minor distraction at the moment especially for his weary body and spirit.