Sharee noticed Serge enter the room, but didn't care enough to say anything until she had a few moments to wake up. Before Noelle could respond to her, Serge finally spoke up. Despite her splitting headache, she glanced at him and laughed. "Thought you would be the last? Honestly, with the reputation you've gathered over the last few days, I'm surprised you haven't been flirting with me since the beginning...a real shame." She responded teasingly, looking him over once with a smirk. 

It was very apparent that Sharee was not bothered in the slightest by her current state of dress, as she sat down at the table next to Serge as if nothing at all was wrong. She leaned forward with her elbows on the table and rested her head in her hands. Rubbing her temple with her fingers, she let out another groan. "I really should stop drinking this much." She said, a comment she had echoed countless times over the past few years. Without a word, she looked over at Serge and snatched the tea out of his hands so she could finish it off herself. 

"You said something about a docking authority, right? There is one of those pretty much everywhere. I'll talk to them. We don't have all that much gold left, but we should be able to pay it. We don't want to rile up the local authorities before we have identified a mark. We're here looking for a skooma smuggling vessel to follow out of this backwater island, so while everyone is off on shore enjoying themselves, they should keep an eye out." Sharee commented.