You come to rest in the squishy wooden chair. Briefly you wonder
if the stains will ever come out of your pants
after this. Across from you is the fairly
attractive (for a tauren) Leza. Barely out
of her youthful years, this young lady/bessie/whatever,
watches your every move with an excited stare.
Despite the number of bottles on the floor
about her chair, and the empty bottle of "Infamous
Blue" clutched in her hands, she seems incredibly
alert and very hyper.
"Hi! I'm Leza!" she proclaims with pride
and a speed that makes your head spin. "Not really feeling talkative this week. Pazo has a pretty cool story though..."