A silver-haired purple-eyed half-succubus half-elf enters the Tavern. Her name's Carmen. (Well...just her shortened name, but that's another story.)

She's finally decided to stop couch-surfing by flirting with random people on the street and depending on others' grace and charity. Instead, she's going to the tavern to hang out by the bar and hope for others to pay for her food and drink...
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Carmen doesn't really see the similarities in these two things. Flirting with people in order to get a place for the night is totally different from hoping someone approaches you and gives you things. Completely different! The differences are so obvious. One of them, you're the one being assertive and the other one you're not. Morally different, in every way, probably.

So, she sits at the bar.