Gharn looked away shyly. He had never encountered an escort before, he didn't even know what they were, but he knew this woman was not the one who had stowed away. A woman of her beauty and charms could simply ask to be taken aboard he reasoned, no need for what humans used as payment.

Thinking of that, he remembered that humans liked shiny things in exchange for items. He rummaged in his pocket and brought out a small lump of silver that he placed on the counter. He looks at the Dogman, slightly suspiciously, and asks "May I have some water? Will this..." he searches for the right word in English, which judging by his slightly broken speech and his unusual accent, is his second language. 
"Will this pay?" he asks the barman, nodding to the nugget of solid silver.

As he waited, he looks back at the man and woman, still pink in the face. "Again, I am not mean to interrupt. I ask wet-man why he stow. Ship-man refuse me, so I stow, but wet-man human, he not need be refused yes?"
His scarred face goes redder once more as Mira speaks to him in her sultry tones. The woman in front of him was beautiful, but far too flirty for his comfort. His face turns a light shade of pink as Mira moves, enhancing her bust, seemingly for his benefit. His eyes met hers briefly and he looked away once more, his face reddening further
"I-I-I" he stammers, completely put off guard by Mira's actions "I-I am Gharn..." he finishes, lamely introducing himself.