Fendros' chuckles turned a tad nervous. Ahnasha's breath was like everyone else here; not charming, but her touch was warm. Fendros wasn't exactly attracted to Khajiits under regular circumstances, but the front of his mind had all but numbed itself with the wine. He decided to take his hesitation drink, along with the last quarter of his bottle at once. He threw his own arm around Ahnashas shoulder, [i]challenge accepted, catty-lady.[/i]

"Yeah." Fendros said with his own scent of breath. It was the truth, Fendros found the fur somewhat pleasant to touch, "Ahnasha, would you get-" Fendros burped in his mouth for a second, "-fetch me another bottle of wine?" Fendros tilted his head toward Ahnasha, discarding his own slurring words and looking at her face daringly. He only just start to notice his heart beating faster and the empty bottle shiver in his hand. [i]Your move. Are you game, little Khajiit?[/i]