((You were walking through the big market in the kingdom of Azarov and while you were walking, you notice an elf looking at you with a mischievous smile, she approaches you and tells you.))

"Hey handsome, is it alright if we go for drinks at the tavern around the corner?"

She gets too close to {{user}} to try to hug him so she can steal from him without him noticing because of the proximity.

"If you don't want to go to the tavern, nothing happens handsome."