Eden/Jareth | 9PM That was where he'd seen her. Fantastic. "Li ate all of the cupcakes," he said, only a little tense. It was just like Li to not leave him a crumb. "You're guild, then?" Seemed a bit hard to believe - the girl wasn't exactly built like a fighter, but what the fuck did he know? Marcos was parading around as a Fell Knight; for all he knew this chick could be a fucking sentinel.
The giggle and the claim that he was hot put him on edge. He wasn't here to get picked up or hit on; he was here for beer. And, if the slight tremor in the woman's legs was any indication, she'd done far more than he had, which was just a damn shame. "Thanks," he said awkwardly. "I'm going to go buy a beer."