She tips at your comment, straightening herself by holding on to the table, feigning weakness.

"One silver? What are you trying to do, ruin us? We have families to feed, arms deals to fund, actual dancers to eventually buy. We couldn't possibly let this water go for less than four silver."

	A. "I said one silver wench!" B. "Two silvers is a fair deal and you know it." C. "Forget this." Check out the stage.