Thorn merely gave Shujaa a thumbs up, before writing another note. It was clear that she had no clue what the winking and flirting was for, and therefore had no care to figure out what Shujaa had just been doing. All Thorn could figure out was that she was interested in talking with the male troll. The text was starting to look a bit more like gibberish, but was still readable. Name's Thorn. Anyway, I better get moving. When you get back, look under your seat. With that note passed on, Thorn got to her feet. Walking on, Thorn listed the trolls pouch with coins out, dropped it, gave it a light tap with her heel so it slid in under the seat Shujaa was sitting in. The Troll had shown some kindness, so she'd recieve some in return. Besides, usually you had to pay for entertainment, right?
Tricking the Troll and being in her company afterwards had been entertainment. Returning the pouch was the payment. Thorn gave a short look over her shoulder, as she opened the door to leave the Tavern.