The Silver Cheshire ( Bar/Leisure Topic )

[Rhino_Man]

With little more then a sideways glance, she took a sip from the glass. Turning on the stool, she "watched" as the barkeep, an assassin by the looks of him headed towards one of the other occupants of the bar. She snickered slightly to herself but muffled it so that nobody would hear once he tripped over the chair.

Quietly thinking to herself she though of a few ways that this could go. Observing quietly, but watching closely.

Either this assassin could charm the priestess, but judging at her disdain for the whiskey that the warrior was drinking, that was unlikely. The alternative however was to leave, and it wasn't likely. She would probably, if the blacksmith had guessed it properly, accept the drink, and deny the man. Such poor luck as it was.

"bartender, gimme something strong". The voice interupted her reverie. She'd hardly noticed the man walking into the bar at all. Proffessor, eh? Well they're generally pretty good at holding their own with the strong liquor, might be interesting to see how he lasts.

She raised her glass to the newcomer, "you've found a nice little bar here, stranger." she said, beginning a new conversation and trying to make friends, "the whiskey's not bad here." and downed the whole thing. "barkeep? can I get another please?" she asked putting a 200 zeny coin down on the bar from a purse hidden somewhere nobody could see on her body.