[BlueInTheShell]

"Well if she is able to take it, then stop worrying and concern yourself more with the money that's going to be lining your pockets. For a matron of a brothel you seem more concerned with arguing with a patron then profiting." Tritonia cooed, waggling taloned fingers when she began to fetch the woman she was after.

Once Chidi was pack in her pocket, the Bard ho-hummed and looked over towards the tart, before moving up onto the table and sitting cross-legged, staring at the woman before nodding and smiling to her; keeping the silence in the air for several moments longer - Tritonia finally speaking up when it seemed like the woman was going to burst. "I just want you to guinea pig a song for me. Seeing as how skinning you alive is not acceptable."