The man accosting Marissa glares at Alanna as she intervenes, but his gaze softens a bit, especially as she grips his arm harder and begins to heat up, the look on his face making it clear he won't be attempting anything further, and quickly slinking out of the cafe as soon as she releases him, not saying a word to either of the girls.<br/><br/>As Amatha arrived, several of the patrons in the cafe looked up, most of them giving approving nods and smiles to her.  The sudden gust of wind blowing up her skirt seemed to draw even more attention, with several of the men whistling at her, a few trying to wave her over to their table, likely for more than just a friendly chat.<br/><br/>A few of the men stand up as Himari leaves the table, most of them letting out disappointed sighs as someone else, a fairly handsome and well-dressed human, reaches her first.  "Oh, with all the shows going on here miss, I think having yourself lie down and let us all massage you would be great entertainment.  Especially if, say, you charge a little extra for those that are allowed to do the massage?" he says with a gentle smile as he takes her wrist in one hand, his other hand making a few slight gestures.  (Charm Person, DC 18)