The raven haired woman listened to the two babble on about great fighters this and structure that but what did she care really?  She honestly had no idea why she was brought into this giant mess.  She was no conqueror or fearsome fighter as far as she knew.  But still she was here for a reason and it alluded her and being the detective she was it ate at her something fierce.  

"Places like this are here for people to forget about all that crap for a few minutes and enjoy whatever life they have!"  Jen blurts out suddenly after.  "I don't know about this balance thing, but to take a few moments and just be nothing but right here and now with a drink in your hand.  That is something even those rulers and kings wish for out there.  Not to mention the fact they just showed up here and used to be so great."

Jen tries to take another drink from them without paying as she slides her hand slowly across the table to grab at a glass.  "What this town needs is someone to show them just who they were.  Ya know?  Press them back into their old ways and show them they were warriors or whatever."   She quickly slams down the drink letting its familiar burning sooth the back of her throat.  Slamming the glass back down she looks over at the 'man' next to her and smiles.

"So...if you don't like it, go change it or something!  Quit your bitching!"