Lon looked at Joli for a moment in surprise, before realizing she'd actually made a joke, and one at his expense. At that epiphany he laughed, quite amused by the innuendo. "Are you requesting a sampling of my skills?" he asked playfully, winking a little at her. "I might be able to work a wonder or two for you." He lifted his mug, chuckling quietly to himself even as he took a drink. "I'm not sure how useful that skill set would be on the trail, however."<br/><br/>He glanced at the woman (or man? he still wasn't sure) that had approached the loud table of mercenaries in the corner. He (she?) seemed to be in charge at the nearby table of wagoneers, from the way the men around her reacted to him. That was the person to contact, he decided; he probably made hiring decisions for guards and scouts. Now, how to approach her?