"I meant another round for my friend! AND me too - or Naifa too!"

Naifa found this hilarious enough to actually laugh out loud. Turning to Morga's table, she leered, "So, how's the patron?" She was attempting rather unsuccessfully to waggle her eyebrows, when she recognized tall, blonde, handsome and trouble from last night's visit to the G-Spot. Gunnar, that's it, Gunnar.

He was babbling something about a strange dream he had of the G-Spot and that the women would be all right. Naifa frowned, "Women! Always women! Trouble, trouble, trouble! The trouble with women was men! Anyone with half a brain could see that!"

"Just look at Morga! her muddled thoughts went on, "Trying to put the moves on a new one!" Naifa watched as Morga purred for the stranger. "I have a need for a man such as you... professionally speaking, of course."

When Naifa goggled at Morga in feigned innocence, Morga had actually tried to freeze her with a look! Her! Naifa took another huge gulp of the Falernian before her and lowered her brows. Morga got up to leave and sweetly asked if Naifa was going to come with them, after having pulled the old I-can't-stand-up chestnut.

Naifa waved them off. She still had wine to drink. Besides, Morga wanted to have the pretty man all to herself. Not That Naifa minded that. He didn't seem to be her type after all.

Still, hadn't he said something about women? Women would be all right? The frown deepened as Naifa's brain tried muzzily to understand why this should worry her. Did the women need saving? From Gunnar? Or maybe it was because she was here with Mungo, though she knew Morga wasn't happy with that particular relationship? Oh never mind!

Naifa inhaled the last of her wine and threw some coins on the table. It is the strongest indication of her level of intoxication that she didn't even bother looking at them. The most curious part of all was that she had reached the level of intoxication wherein she could walk or even run without difficulty, even though the doorway did tend to jump around on her.

That could be remedied however, she knew how to treat recalcitrant objects! She pulled her whip and aimed in the general direction of the door frame, causing patrons to scatter like hunted geese.

The doorway knew when to obey and settled down nicely. She was off to save them. "Yes! Save them! I am coming never fear!" she bellowed to the air, and raced off right into the door frame. Snarling savagely at its base attack she careened onward.