Oh, gods, no, he's trying the smooth-talking thing. At least he didn't seem to recognize her voice? She sort of understood it from Molly, since he was incredibly drunk at the time, but Fjord she's been around for much longer...
Well, she's not one to look a gift half-orc in the nubby little tusks. She just clears her throat, trying to put on her best 'surely you've mistaken me for someone else' face, and trying desperately to mentally card through every possible excuse she can think of for her knowing his name in the moments before she has to answer.
"We... We met in Hupperdook, obviously! Figures you wouldn't remember me, y-you were... too busy flirting with that dwarven barmaid!"
It's really... not the worst flimsy lie she's ever told! The problem is, though, her delivery is, uh, lacking. She is clearly fumbling over her words and grasping at the first semi-plausible straw she can invent.
Also, she's suddenly realizing she accidentally implied they had a flirtatious history, which is clear by the fact that her face suddenly falls into the most horrified grimace.
I WROTE A SUBJECT AND THEN HAD TO RECOVER MY TAG whatever it was just about me having fjeelings
Well, she's not one to look a gift half-orc in the nubby little tusks. She just clears her throat, trying to put on her best 'surely you've mistaken me for someone else' face, and trying desperately to mentally card through every possible excuse she can think of for her knowing his name in the moments before she has to answer.
"We... We met in Hupperdook, obviously! Figures you wouldn't remember me, y-you were... too busy flirting with that dwarven barmaid!"
It's really... not the worst flimsy lie she's ever told! The problem is, though, her delivery is, uh, lacking. She is clearly fumbling over her words and grasping at the first semi-plausible straw she can invent.
Also, she's suddenly realizing she accidentally implied they had a flirtatious history, which is clear by the fact that her face suddenly falls into the most horrified grimace.