Neverwinter Forest cigarettes and tiny liquor bottles

Tuya laughed when he introduced himself, and Dash couldn't for the life of him fathom why. But at least she was laughing! That had been the goal. He considered this a success, even if he didn't know why he had succeeded. 

She talked about prerequistes, which was an awful big word by the way, and Dash couldn't help but notice the hidden compliment in her speech. Fast and witty, hmm? Was that the sort of impression he had made? He might be doing better than he thought here. Normally he was pretty hopeless with the ladies. 

"No prerequisites," he assured her, sending out a little prayer that he'd repeated the word correctly. He did wonder which of those qualities Tuya claimed; as far as he had seen, she was far wittier and maybe even a little faster than Dash himself. 

An explorer all her life? How old was she, like two years tops? So she'd been exploring for what-- a year and some change? "Sure it counts,' he allowed, "..But no one's keeping score." Wecome to Libertine Coterie, where everything's made up and the points don't matter. "Things are different here. No auditions. If you want in, just say so." He wagged his tail hopefully.