[Video] [Public Feed] [Because why Wouldn't Tyrion put this out there for everyone?]

[tallasaking]

[Tyrion is behind the bar of the Malun, hands folded over his ledger as he gives the camera a deep and pensive look, before he flashes a bright smile, mischief twinkling in his mis-matched eyes.]

So let me ask you something, fellow Fleeters. How precisely does one go about finding a 'lady friend' for entertainment outside of one's ship? I have been told by no less than three friends that I should have female companionship and yet I have no idea if anyone is interested or in fact, would ever be interested. I believe in your more modern parlances you have the joy of choice over your partners, something I have always envied. So how does a man, who looks like myself, find someone who wants to spend time with him in a romantic fashion without promising money and or a noble title?

[He folds his small hands around his bearded face, leaning forward.] I am listening. Intently.

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[tallasaking]

She does not have allergies, and I do have several plants in pots. [He took a moment to write this advice some time.]

[cajunspice]

Something a little bright, or in her favorite colors be a bonus. [Remy really hoped this would help sooth the situation, and whoever Tyrion had annoyed was not against flowers or something. He would hate it to make the situation worse. Then again, he doubted it could make it worse than what Tyrion had put himself in.]

Either way, hope ya able to mend that bridge.

[tallasaking]

Well I am not entirely sure they have black and silver flowers ... but I shall see what I can do.

[He heaved out a breath, before he smirked tiredly.]

I could not make it worse, at this point.

[cajunspice]

Well, we do have some magic users 'round, they may be able to give ya a hand with those colors. Or ya could just wrap a black 'nd silver ribbon 'round it to dress it up all pretty. Both options.

I mean, ya don't seem to be down a limb or have had blood drawn, so can't be that bad, cher. Now that tends to be a strong sign a femme really ain't to happy with ya. Though just in case ya right, maybe stay out of knife range, hein?

[tallasaking]

... I believe I will go with the ribbons option. Coloring roses black might give the wrong option.

Honestly, since my last lover accused me of murdering my nephew and served false witness to that - it really can only go up from there.

[cajunspice]

...A valid point, good idea. [Yep, let's avoid adding anything worse on top of it.]

That... that be pretty rough, will give ya that. 'nd I thought a literal knife in the back was bad. [There was... a lot more to it than that, but Remy was not just going to hand out full details over a public feed and to someone he didn't know that well.]

[tallasaking]

I often have those. [He grinned broadly.]

Knife to the ... one day, friend, when we are better acquainted, I think we ought to exchange war stories and a great deal of liquor.

[The best way to share dark secrets.]

[cajunspice]

I absolutely will take ya up on that offer, especially the last part. [Seriously, buying him drinks is always welcomed, and especially when talking about something painful.] Know ya'll got some good stuff at ya work, even if it comes in tiny sizes. [But that was more joking Remy aimed at Crowley than his staff.]