Shargon - Dead Eye sits back down with you at the bar. "Two more for me and my new friend here."
Soon, a couple of the men from upstairs come back down, looking a bit nervous. "No sign of her boss."
Dead Eye glowers. "She's gotta be around this neighborhood somewhere. She always hangs out in this ridiculous place." He takes his drink, quickly chugs half of it, and wipes his mouth sloppily with his sleeve. "Back to searching, boys, I've got a friend here who says she might know where she is."
One of them pipes up. "There was one of them fishfolk, what'dya call em? Sahuagin? In one of the rooms. Nearly caused poor Aiken to piss 'im self."
Dead Eye laughs loud enough for half the tavern to hear him. "Of course there is! What a ridiculous shit town this is." He turns back to you, Shargon. "Listen, milady, if we can cut to the part of this where I take you upstairs, we show each other a good time, and then you explain where Tarina is while we hold each other in the beautiful afterglow, I'd be appreciative. As you can see, I've got important business to attend to."