[ Venti's already ... ah, done with his glass. Sorry. It's water to him. He truthfully wouldn't be concerned about what's placed in front of him. He's starved for the companionship as much as the food and wine. He's already reaching over to refill his glass... ]

Hmmm. There's a lot of boats leading out to that bay... Do they do tours?

[ The thought is simple, somewhere secluded while looking into Harbor sounds nice? ...Is it childish to think of bartering with the dock workers for some fruit platter to the mountain overlooking the plaza...? It sounds ... simple.. ]

There seems to be an endless assortment of options. What have you always wanted to show me?