"A little bit tipsy I guess but just making some casual conversation with you my lady... That's not such a bad thing you know."
Dante, not moved by her reply keeps a grin and slugs down some ale.
Looking around he says,
"Its unusual that we do not see more, perhaps the tales of our follies in battle has gone before us and tarnished our reputation?"
"Maybe your reputation" Says Lady Godiva not wanting to be the folly of what Dante is saying.
"Who knows... Did you bathe today? It could be the smell."
Taken aback by the crudeness of Lady Godiva, Dante can only shake his head and say,
"Nice one, I will pretend that too much is ale is talking."
"I do not allow my ale to control me but do not take it to heart, we have bigger things to worry about."
Knowing that Dante is her mutual friend she gives him a wink so he does not feel hostility in her comments.
Already knowing how Lady Godiva can be he thinks nothing of it and given their uneventful stay in the tavern makes him rather enjoy her 'insults' than listening to the old men's drunk talk.
He shakes his head slowly and cracks a grin.
As though she wanted to pity him she says in a slurred way,
"You know... You're not half bad Dante. You can watch my back so you're good, yes good."
She wonders if she is really getting drunk from all the ale she is drinking.
Out of Character: Hey guys, I haven't been in World of Medieval for a while, so I decided that I go back and join in.
In Character: After drinking all that ale, John fell asleep while snoring and with his legs crossed on the table. During the conversation between Dante and Lady Godiva, he wakes up and while rubbing his eyes, he says to himself "Ugh, morning already?".