Avery smiled at this dashing introduction as she rested an elbow on the bar. He sat down and seemed to make a rapid check of his belt.
"It isn't often that I am referred to as a Lady," Avery said, taking a drink "More often, good sir, it's, give me a minute, it's thief or I believe street rat has been used."
Ronnan laughed "You hardly bear the features of a rat"
"Thank you very much good sir. I, however, prefer to be called Avery." She said smiling.
This stranger interested her, much more than the money that he no doubt was carrying on his person...
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~~Your finger hired the crew?
~No, that's silly. The man who lives in my finger hired the crew, Mr. Bimbol.
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