'oh... sure...!' she smiled and looked at him as she picked up her harp from the table, and started playing. The music was cheery and most of the customers and visitors stopped to listen to this music as it made them all feel warm inside. While looking at the halfling she started to speak some poetry to him. Finally showing him her true smile, meaning she actually does love doing what she does.

'Filled with sharp dart-like pens
Limber tipped and firm, newly trimmed
Paper cushioned under my hand
Percolating upon the smooth slope
The leaf a fine and uniform script
A book of verse in ennobling Goidelic.

I learnt the roots of each tale, branch
Of valour and the fair knowledge,
That I may recite in learned lays
Of clear kindred stock and each person's
Family tree, exploits of wonder
Travel and musical branch
Soft voiced, sweet and slumberous
A lullaby to the heart.

Grant me the gladsome gyre, loud
Brilliant, passionate and polished
Rushing in swift frenzy, like a blue edged
Bright, sharp-pointed spear
In a sheath tightly corded;
The cause itself worthy to contain'

She finished playing after a while and everyone just clapped, she didn't really know what to do from there on.