Mel's smile faded and that once gleefulness had been replaced by shock, like she didn't expect the half-elf to refuse the request. It looked like he wanted to make music, especially when he expressed disappointment after the bartender said no. Was the bartender that scary of a man or was her half-elf musician really terrified for no reason? What right did he have to deny someone to make music? 

"Throw you out?" Mel expressed confusion in her upward tone. She shot a grimacing look at the bartender before returning to her pleasant self. "The man is jealous that he can't do what you do. I'm sure music makers are esteemed enough to declare some type of supremacy, right? He is on a tier lower than or something?" Mel's delight was slowly returning to her as she continued. "I mean music is a special talent that not many people possess so that means your, um, royalty... no, that's not it..." Mel sort of trailed off at the end as she bumbled through what little knowledge she had of social structure. A few mumbles here and there before she finally found the word she was looking for. "...noble... Ah! Nobility! So you can tell that guy what to do then!" She appeared pleased with her conclusion and gave a quick, reassured nod in the half-elf's direction.

Of course it was highly possible that the bartender was a threatening person so Mel was prepared for that possibility to. She leaned in closer and stood up on her tip toes to try to get as close to the half-elf's ear as possible. Mel's cheek delicately touching the half-elf's and in a low whisper she said, "Don't worry I'll defend you if that bartender attempts to throw you out. He won't dare lay a finger on you with me protecting you." While it might be considered a bit sensual to whisper like that, Mel only meant it in the sincerest regards. She didn't want the bartender to hear this and engage Mel and her friend in combat, possibly hurting other people. Plus, Mel had no idea what the bartender man could do to make this half-elf so afraid. Mel stepped away from the musician and gave him a double nod, egging him on in silence. Her smile and cheerful expression practically begging him to do it.