Bah, that's bard shite, yeah? Let them make the pretty words, I'll stick to watching pockets.

[She's never shy about being a thief in general, but a few rounds in? It's all fair game now. She plants an elbow on the table, using the palm of her non-drink holding hand to support her chin.]

But you go on an' sing your...whatsit. Lay me, Susie? Song.