I get them all worked up and down on their knees, you see
He's given another sweet smile as she takes a sip of whatever it is he's poured for them, letting the flavor spread over her tongue, the tart cherry cutting through the sugar. "I think you'll find I'm incredibly bold, Captain." Maeve hums, lifting her glass towards him as a snort of a laugh bubbles out of her at his mildly crude phrasing. "As of now, you're my only business partner, love. You're getting a bit of special treatment. Besides, if this goes the way I want, you'll be the only business partner I need." And that was true. If he could supply majority of the goods to the Halenani they would only need to outsource a few things from local vendors and merchants.
Maeve sets her own glass down, straightening up now that she seems to have his full attention, pulling a piece of folded parchment from the pocket of her skirt to hold out to him. In neat script he'll find a fairly standard array of goods. Booze, fabrics, spices, and the like. Items that might be considered more personal and a few things scattered throughout that definitely fall into his black market dealings. "My workers and myself have certain tastes, but surely you understand that. Does this seem doable to you?"
Maeve sets her own glass down, straightening up now that she seems to have his full attention, pulling a piece of folded parchment from the pocket of her skirt to hold out to him. In neat script he'll find a fairly standard array of goods. Booze, fabrics, spices, and the like. Items that might be considered more personal and a few things scattered throughout that definitely fall into his black market dealings. "My workers and myself have certain tastes, but surely you understand that. Does this seem doable to you?"
They take my fingers in their mouths like it's poetry
Maeve
