Garashna smiled as sweetly, as an Orc could, at Alcinder as he acknowledged her explanation.<br/>Waiting for him to turn and be halfway to the bar, she sighed with relief and relaxed before poking the young T'Skrang in the ribs.<br/>"That's<em>MY</em>ale Fish head and you spilled it on me!"<br/>With a grin, she squeezed him tightly.<br/><br/>Managing to catch Reyata's eyes, garashna shook her head.<br/>"You're not thinking straight elf girl....fancy involving another elder?...Better get your story straight, your dad's still not sure...."<br/><br/>Releasing the now well squeezed Xholkrox from her grip, Garashna rubbed her hands together and grinned at the others.<br/>"Right..where were we?"