Maram gave Tab a tight lipped smile, hiding her sneer with the rim of her martini glass. Tabbart seemed like the type of individual Mara would toss money to on the side of the street. His outfit screamed Atlantic City tourist and good gracious was he loud and brash. Dark eyes sent an alluring glance his way, however when he admitted he doesn't stay in one place anywhere too long.
"Darling, I think everyone that is a part of this carnival doesn't stay in one place for too long." Maram was a good example of that. Despite building a successful business in New York City, the ancient jinn-giant grew tired of the high life. After being around the block numerous times, it was hard for Mara to find something in this world that she hadn't all ready done - or that she was willing to try. This carnival was certainly something new to add to her extensive resume.
"Where did you call home before you became a traveling tinkerer, Mr Crumb?" Shooting Tab a minx-like wink, Maram finished off her martini, and waved for another one to be brought. Plucking the olive from the glass, she sucked on the alcohol soaked olive briefly.