Evalynn settled into the seat closest to the wall as she looked at the couple she had beaten to the table. "Pish, posh! We got here first. We don't need to sit on the gross floor and I'm sure you would rather sit at a table than stand next to random people." She flashed a sorry look at the couple as they turned away to find another table. She didn't feel bad for taking it. It's a dog eat dog world and she was determined to be the top of the pack, even in meager little things like a place to sit. She watched Eldwic start to loosen up, a smile crossing her face. She had noticed the blush to his cheeks earlier and couldn't help but feel bad for him. She couldn't imagine being that shy. She hoped that by being a shining example of confidence she could help me grow more forward. He really was a great guy! He was smart and diligent. He knew how to work hard and kept strong standards. Her smile only grew more as she rested her elbow's on the table, cradling her head in the palms of her hands. She watched as he mouthed the words to the song along with the barb. Evalynn turned to the server when they arrived, giving Eldwic the chance to order first. She flashed a bright smile at the waiter. "I'll have what he's having and can we get two cups of mead please?" The server nodded before heading off to get their food and drinks and Evalynn turned her eyes back on Eldwic. "He probably has a lot of interesting adventures." She gave a longing sigh as she watched the bard preparing his next instrument. "It must be nice to be able to just up and leave like that. Father would probably track me down if I did such a thing." The server returned quickly with two large bowls of stew and two mugs full of mead. Evalynn thanked her happily as she picked up her cup and took a sip of the mead, letting the sweet honey flavor fill her mouth before swallowing. She closed her eyes at the taste and let out of sigh of pleasure. "I miss mead. I wish father had a batch at home." She set down her drink then pulled her bowl of stew closer as she watched the barb chat with a patron or two. "Maybe one of these days, Eldwic, me and you can run off." She gave a laugh before taking a sip of her stew. "Wouldn't that be great?" She took a spoonful and ate it happily.