The tavern was bustling, maidens rushing around the crowded space to serve thirsty patrons with a beaming smile. The floor was sticky with spilt beer and wine and the band in the corner was playing too loud. Groups gathered at their own tables, not trying to mingle much with one another. This wasn't unusual. Killian sipped at his tankard of beer. It was lukewarm and not the finest of liquor he'd had but it wasn't awful. It'd do the job of helping him have a fun night with his crew- who were currently laughing about something one of them had said. Tuning them out, Killian smiled at the bar wenches who smiled back, feeling terribly proud of himself when more than half of them blushed or winked at him. It was only when someone not from his crew sat directly across from him at the table that Killian paid attention to something other than the pretty brunette bartender. "Can I help you?"