Lucas looked up from his audience and smiled at the young... [i]Oh boy, I'm in for it now, [/i]Lucas thought to himself as he couldn't exactly guess what sex this newcomer was. She -or he- had long, black hair tied up in a neat ponytail, and at first sight the, this would make any sane person believe that this fellow could be a woman. But her face was so rigid and sure, unsmiling and straight that this patron could have been a man. And of course, men without ponytails weren't totally unheard of. Why, just the other day, Lucas had a man cone in who was under an occupation of a foreign name. He said he was a sam-ooh-something... Or maybe a rai-ooh-something? [I]Oh, to Hell with it,[/i] Lucas thought.

After a fee seconds of searching for a unisexual pronoun for his customer, and a short second of hesitation, Lucas Niir smiled and nodded. "I don't think I've had anyone ask for honey-wine in quite some time, stranger. I'll see if I have any in stock, though. And just in case you've never come in before, the name is Lucas Niir. At your service, stranger." He greeted the mysterious fellow and turned around to examine his shelves of liquor, looking around for the specified drink. He certainly stocked honey-wine, but only near festival seasons. The folks that walked in to the tavern around these parts usually favored a more "manly" drink."Let's see... Hmmm... Ah, here we are!" Lucas pulled out a bottle of unopened honey-wine, ready to serve. He started to open it immediately with one hand, searching behind him for a bottle with his other. "Well, you're in luck. This is one of my last bottles."

As he poured, he thought about what exactly he could make for his customer. They had a limited menu at the Niirborhood Tavern; usually the chef Lucas has hired made whatever he could make, but because of his great skill in cooking, this was usually not complained about. "Hey, chef!" He called to a door to his right which led to a kitchen. "Think you can cook up a meal for me?" With that, he set the wine glass filled with the golden wine in front of the stranger. "Excuse me, but you're old enough to drink, right?" With a yes, he would let go of the glass for the customer's enjoyment. "So, what's your name, stranger?"