The larger man poured a cup of wine perhaps half full, holding it out for her. The cup was a bit rough but the scent of wine was good, a strong and hearty bit of red wine. Something like it would have probably cost a gold piece to a cup on a mainland, here, based on its rarity, it might be a lot more, or then again it might have lost its value as part of salvage from a shipwreck. The men weren't talking about prices, they were more eagerly watching her and the cup.<br/><br/>At least they opened a bottle before her eyes and poured it there before her, the cup was never away from her sight. A few of them looked at Mandy's companion curiously wondering about her tastes, but none of them were about to pursue the matter further unless she was fine with that. Though given the sheer amount of half-empty bottles, there was a fair chance anything she'd want might be there, albeit perhaps in a small amount.