Sharee was approached almost as soon as they entered the tavern, even more quickly than usual. He needed only speak a few words before Sharee judged him to be a scoundrel, swindler, or at the very least, a womanizer. Normally, he would be a person she would send away, but in this case, this was exactly why she had picked a tavern to start in; there was no one better to get information from. Sharee knew his type, outgoing, always in everyone else's business looking for his next opportunity. There was no guarantee he would have any relevant information for her, but he might be able to point her to someone who did. She could use him well enough.

"I think I know what I am looking for...or maybe I have already found it." She looked him over from head to tail, giving him just a suggestive enough look to lead him on for a bit longer. "You know, I think it would be a good idea to have a seat, chat for a bit. Maybe this handsome cat wants to buy a thirsty Argonian a drink Something with...moon sugar in it, make it interesting."