*Flashes a mischievous grin.*

Well...I once heard rings like that were used to choke fish. If we have any problems keeping Ith quiet, they could be useful.

*Gives Ith a look meant to remind him it was late, they are on the street illegally, and they are standing outside a persnickety old lady's houes.*

Seriously, though. May I keep them? The ring things, not the weird canned mead. You just never know.

*Absently scanning for trouble, the halfling ponders a moment. A slight smile plays about her mouth, though a frown draws her brow downwards.*

Umm...Oh! Sorry not making faces. Listen, um...this might just be my sense of humor kicking in, but maybe we should offer that Mike fish at the dock some of the mead? I know 'tis not lemonade, But...maybe? The fish lady only has green ones here, so maybe the talking orange one...I really do not know. Or we could try bribing the lantern guy into letting us in...

What do you boys think?

*Resuming her absent-minded scan, the young woman fingers a knife blade in a seemingly habitual gesture. For some unknown reason, she seems slightly on edge.*
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