Tari looked at the halfling and while she smiled, her nose wrinkled at the smell of the... wine. "Thank you, but I only drink mead or better." She performed a perfect curtesy, "Tari Gravante, at your service... if you'll jump into a barrell of water, I'll supply the soap."<br/><br/>She rose and looked about, "I don't see any point in explaining what I'm doing here, I-" She actually blushed slightly, "kind of ran one of his relatives through... just a little you understand." She shrugged, "He was getting a little touchy-feely."