Brin



"It was not trouble, really. Coming to...um...your aid, that is. But I'm not about to turn down a free drink." She grins and offers her right hand.

Suddenly realizing that it would be less than ideal to offer Setsuna a handshake sticky with rum glaze, Brin smoothly withdraws the limb and does her awkward best to return the bow. At least she tries. The social etiquette of Tian Xia isn't one of her strong suits.

"Let's be off to the Dragon, then. Before that oafish grocer decides to try beating you with a wheel of cheese."
She hefts the ham aloft once more and begins marching towards the aforementioned tavern, eager to pay off her debt before another incensed business person decided to take the law into their own hands.