The sight of the phenomenally beautiful Layla was enough to cause a flush in the man's cheeks that was visible through his beard, and the only thing that was able to take his attention from her was the ruckus that started to form once some of the others recognized her astonishing appearance.  He reached down under the bar, rapping something hard against the underside, which was enough to quiet people down for the time being.  Even so, he couldn't stop grinning.<br/><br/>The bartender leaned over the bar as he got her a bottle of beer.  "Welcome to the Sultry Mermaid," he said warmly and with an attempt at more charm than he actually possessed.  "Yeah, sometimes the group gets downright rowdy, but I'm sure a lady like you has nothing to fear with me watching out for you."  He thought for a bit about some of the others.  "Well, there's Big Jim, but he and his band only come in on Fridays.  Graybeard hasn't been here for months, and when he does come in, it's more on behalf of his men that are looking for companionship."  His expression became a little inquisitive, trying to work out the nature of her asking.  "Of course, types like that aren't able to properly seduce a woman without proper payment, and I doubt there's a man alive or dead who can pay what you'd be worth."