A blossom of giddiness bloomed in Wimena's chest as another man chimed in. A whole world, and only to be seen by her eyes! The possibilities were virtually endless. "I can hardly wait," Wimena spoke brightly, turning to the man. "Wimena, by the way. It's very much a pleasure to meet you."

Her attention was distracted by a young woman carrying in pitchers of ale. A dash of curiosity stirred inside as she stared at the amber liquid. Never had her former employer allowed her to drink despite his weekly trips to the pub. Perhaps one sip couldn't hurt...
"Hello," she called to her. "Is that for the crew?"