"Hey," Tal Sah called back to the demigod, grinning like a cat with feathers on his whiskers as his disguise was recognized. He was pleased as punch and clearly congratulating himself as he gathered his courage from both the alcohol still in his system and his Archon's presence at his side and headed inside beside the Flood. He couldn't stop himself from looking around with wide eyes, surprised at the sheer size of the place and how comfortably opulent it all was.
He was so busy trying to peek in every direction at once without looking like that's what he was doing that he almost missed the nudge that Sunjata gave him by putting him in the spotlight. He blinked and looked back to the hostess with a sheepish grin before remembering who he was supposed to be. He straightened up and licked his lips, shooting the Flood a glance of momentary panic before he managed to find his voice.
"Oh! Uh... Thanks," he murmured, trying to lower his voice without making it any gruffer. At least he knew Sah well enough to try and imitate his Outlander accent, and focusing on that helped him keep himself from overthinking what he was about to ask - just like Sunjata had told him, right?
"I was wonderin' - wondering - if you had. Um. Things for sale here," he tried, doing his best to look nonchalant.
The young woman gave him a warm and encouraging smile, her voice holding a delightfully musical lilt as she sized him up. "Many things," she assured him, "are for sale at Mother Molly's. If you can be more specific, sir?"
"Call me 'Sah'," Tal murmured, trying on a grin for size and surprised when it almost fit. "And I meant physical... things. For, uh, one person to enjoy?" He wanted desperately to glance at Sunjata for help, but somehow managed to keep his eyes on the hostess, who had raised one thin, elegant brow in surprise and pursed her lips in a delicate moue of thought.
"Yes, we do. Will you want a demonstration of any toy in particular, Sah?" she asked, eyes flicking from the young man in front of her to the demigod behind him with bright speculation.
He was so busy trying to peek in every direction at once without looking like that's what he was doing that he almost missed the nudge that Sunjata gave him by putting him in the spotlight. He blinked and looked back to the hostess with a sheepish grin before remembering who he was supposed to be. He straightened up and licked his lips, shooting the Flood a glance of momentary panic before he managed to find his voice.
"Oh! Uh... Thanks," he murmured, trying to lower his voice without making it any gruffer. At least he knew Sah well enough to try and imitate his Outlander accent, and focusing on that helped him keep himself from overthinking what he was about to ask - just like Sunjata had told him, right?
"I was wonderin' - wondering - if you had. Um. Things for sale here," he tried, doing his best to look nonchalant.
The young woman gave him a warm and encouraging smile, her voice holding a delightfully musical lilt as she sized him up. "Many things," she assured him, "are for sale at Mother Molly's. If you can be more specific, sir?"
"Call me 'Sah'," Tal murmured, trying on a grin for size and surprised when it almost fit. "And I meant physical... things. For, uh, one person to enjoy?" He wanted desperately to glance at Sunjata for help, but somehow managed to keep his eyes on the hostess, who had raised one thin, elegant brow in surprise and pursed her lips in a delicate moue of thought.
"Yes, we do. Will you want a demonstration of any toy in particular, Sah?" she asked, eyes flicking from the young man in front of her to the demigod behind him with bright speculation.
