Crossing her arms Aimee glared at those trying to talk her down. All she wanted to do was make sure no one else ende dup doing something stupid due to misunderstandings or reacting without thinking. Sure she may have come across as gruff and rude, but she'd rather look mean then have everyone else do something stupid. Sighing, she just dismissed the entire ordeal. [color=crimson]"Wait in line and try not to cause any trouble. That shouldn't be too hard, is it?"[/color] Soon the orc from before had come back, sober and wet. She groaned slightly to herself and closed her eye, trying her best not to just whip out her pistol and shoot him. She could at least understand what he was trying to do, and for the sake of maintaining the peace she would humor his small talk. [color=crimson]"Aimee the Inquisitor, of House Reiterpallasch. And the rest of you?"[/color]