Now Miles was sure he didn't know this girl. He chuckled at her words. It was obvious to him she was wasted. She was making a good show at standing there, and even her speech was passable, but he could smell the whiskey on her and that little bag she whisked away was suspicious. Miles leaned on the wall next to her and smiled.
"Is that what you're doing?" he asked. "It wouldn't do much good to lure in a kind hearted knight who thinks you might be a liiittle bit pissed off your rocker. He'd be too honourable for whatever you were luring him in for."