Tagorn had ordered another round of drinks as he and his soon to be shipmates waited for their scaly employer. He even gave another go at making the barmaid turn the shade of red the Wood elf was finding more and more amusing each time it appeared. He was half way through his new ale when he noticed a finely dressed Argonian making her way towards the group. It took longer than Tagorn would be willing to admit to figure out that this 'stranger' was in fact Sharee, he originally thought her to be some lady of the night coming to offer her services. Tagorn grew a wicked grin as the lovely dressed schemer addressed the group with the manner of a self-righteous noble, the pale Bosmer had to applaud her dedication to her part. "Oh but milady what would we, the lowly commoners we are, have anything to do with such a refined and elegant creature like yourself?" Tagorn said with a barely held back laugh.