The goblin looked indignant.<strong>"Sir? Ma'am, I assure you that you have mistaken my gender. But, uh, ahem, yes. It's three gold down for the room, which is our usual fare for renting. Mac will show you to one of the reserved rooms where you'll be working from, had to get the walls reinforced specially for them. Next to the door is a box where the customer leaves their payment, and in the morning we'll open it up and divvy up the profits. We keep a healthy supply of lubricants and various methods of contraception. If the customer does anything you aren't comfortable with, shout for Mac and he'll deal with them. We do require a waiver be signed, that we are not responsible for any health complications you may accrue while in our employment, including any STD's or pregnancy that may result."</strong>The rate at which she spoke showed that it was a well rehearsed and respoken line, it seemed like there were more than a few interested in selling their bodies on the side for a few coins.<br/><br/>Mac gave a low grumble that could be taken as a laugh, as Mabs shot him a sly grin and Kit fumbled over her words.<strong>"Spellharrow's an old name, he used to visit here often. Liked to make new drinks, half our menu is from him. Had a bit of a wenching problem too though, ended up havin' a daughter. But... Well, last I heard she'd been out lookin' for ingredients over'in the mountains after her old man passed. Haven't heard of her since, and have been thinkin' she was one of 'em that got kidnapped. Fair shame too, had looks that'd make a god jealous. I gotta get back to the kitchen though, but we'll be windin' down not too much later.  If you need anythin', talk to Adala here. If you want to chat after we close, I keep a room next to the communal."</strong><br/><br/>Slowly turning, the giant of a man turned back to the kitchen. Luckily the door was so huge, or he may have had to crouch down just to get through.