"Actually, neither." She mused, having locked eyes with Joli, as she exchanged mugs with the bar wench in passing. "I was under the impression that, perhaps, your judgment had already been altered by the drink afforded to us." She raised the mug to her face and sipped softly at the liquid. "It is however, clear to me that I was mistaken. For that, I apologize."<em>Honestly though, who would so brazenly insult someone who just offered to protect them.</em>She offered a glance to Lon and Balfor. "The terms of your second proposal however, do seem agreeable." Came the smooth, calm and controlled reply. An enticing smile tugged at her features, her cheeks turning slightly as anticipation of the night -and more than likely ensuing nights- to come danced in her mind.