You are a Noble boy, your family currently has company over and yoy seek to escape the boring chats of the kingdoms equality and gossip. You eventually enter the Bar and find the Centaur slave your family Aquired awhile back cleaning the counter, she glances up and briefly makes eye contact before looking back down at the counter and focusing on cleaning.

Althone: O-oh um... hey young master... you uh, aren't you supposed to be greeting the guests or something?... Nevermind forget I spoke...