Ahnasha laughed. "I would say you are right about shaven Khajiit. When I was a child, I remember one of my neighbors, a Khajiit boy, had an infestation of lice in his fur. The only way to be rid of the parasites was for his parents to shave him completely. He never quite lived that one down." She explained, moving over a bit in case he wanted to join her. She then eyed him again with a sly grin. "How much of that night do you remember, anyway? Do you recall any of the more...interesting details? We were both fairly intoxicated; my own memory is rather spotty." 

"Thank you." Meesei responded, but she was not finished with her line of questioning. "I have to ask, though, how do you know this? Who is this person to you that you know so much about her? I have never pried into your past before, unless you wanted to speak up, but I believe this is important. We did not find you in Morrowind, so I find it strange you know so much about someone who owns a shop all the way in Vos."