He takes it from her, pretending to look it over as he looks her over. She looks familiar but he can't quite place why. He must've seen her in the markets or something. Maybe he snagged something from her. Nah, he knows better than to mess with the brothel girls. He slides the menu to her, pointing to a drink and digging around in one of his many pockets, he pulls out a little ring, ruby encrusted. Pretty. "I want this and maybe your time. A chat?"
The prices for.. other things runs a little steeper than what he's got on hand. It's fine. But some more booze will help him loosen up. Not quite as well as sharing a bed with a beautiful woman but hey, relaxing is relaxing, right? Although, he's not really sure what to talk to her about. Longnight? What she thinks of the gods? Her favorite kind of gemstone? He'll figure it out by the time she gets back with his drink.
The prices for.. other things runs a little steeper than what he's got on hand. It's fine. But some more booze will help him loosen up. Not quite as well as sharing a bed with a beautiful woman but hey, relaxing is relaxing, right? Although, he's not really sure what to talk to her about. Longnight? What she thinks of the gods? Her favorite kind of gemstone? He'll figure it out by the time she gets back with his drink.
