Aimee gladly takes the extra money and the first money pouch before pulling out a small, already full coin pouch from under her robes and dumping everything in it and trying to close it. This takes up most of her concentration during the conversation. Successfully closing the now swollen bag she tucks it back under her robes (where it is clearly visible) and turns her attention back to the talk around the table.

She does call to Bonnie before she can go,

"I want food too! On the house! Surprise me!"

Then to Lyss, kinda quietly,

"You know everything about town, right? Where is the Skewed Dragon? Is it close? Is it fun like here?"

She can't help but look over at the dead troll she defeated as she asks.

As Bonnie rushes off  Volo answers Trani “Well, I don’t know if Floon is in danger so the sooner we find him the better.” He reaches in to his pocket and pulls out a map of waterdeep handing it to Trani winking “Say, I’ve not seen you around here, you must be new in town, take this.”

Bonnie brings back the wrapped wine, as well as a big slice of plum pie with cream for Aimee. “Here you are, honestly, it’s the least I can do - just don’t tell the boss or I’ll get in trouble.” She moves on, wiling tables and cleaning up after the fight, before dragging The semiconscious half orc to a seat.

 
 ”Well, she’s a good one - don’t see that too much around here. Well if you have no more questions I’ll be off then.”   Volo begins to turn to leave

Dneevar, obviously enthused by Rose's petty showing of hospitality towards Volo, smirks and looks up at her. "I never taught you Draconic, did I? How did you learn it then?" he wonders out loud in Draconic. "You must be mistaken -- I taught you combat and weaponry, your dancing master must have been my doppelgänger. Maybe he was the one who taught you Draconic." He massages his wounds as he says in Common, so everyone can hear, "Thanks for patching me up. I think I will need a bit more rest before we head out, but if everyone else wants to go now, I'd be happy to do so." Dneevar's icy stare warms up a bit as he looks at his former student, all grown up now, but still the same.

Aimee gives barmaid a hug and eats half the pie quickly, offering the half to Lyss.

She summarizes in halfling what was said in draconic for Lyss, to be polite. Then continues in common,

"So we're working now? This is much funner than before! My name is Aimee and I am homeless, since this morning!"

Lyss chuckles at Red trolling the dragonborn about the troll as stands on a chair to gratefully finishes off the other half of the pie, after some of the blood off her face on her own cloths if a tablecloth or napkin isn't handy. 

"Dancing master? Him? I think he's more 'sturdy' than 'nimble', he did an even better job of dancing with that troll than I did that bat bug!" Lyss says, blinking innocently.

Aimee blinks at being ignored, but that is pretty normal so she picks a target and says to the gnome woman,

"Hi! I'm Aimee!"

She will wave or shake or hug, distance depending.

Alden nods to Volo as th man leaves, his eyes scanning over the rest of the group he would seemingly be going on a quest with. "As our new employer said it would be best to find this Floon before to much time elaspes. Now it would also be wise to discuss what each of us brings to bare in battle."

"Well... Aimee and I are young and adorable, and we are very good at eating free pie, well, any free food, wouldn't you say Aimee? So if Floon has been kidnapped by pie monsters, we're your girls. I'd say someone named Floon sounds like they'd go and get themselves nabbed by pie monsters, don't you?", she turns to ask her friend.

Lysslinn is still standing on one of the chairs, and pulls herself up to her full two feet, seven and three quarter inches.

"If you're talking fighting, if I can't stab 'em, or Aimee can't blast 'em..." she flourishes a pair of daggers that appear from nowhere and disappear just as quickly, "we'll leave 'em for Dnee to twirl around the dance floor, and Miss Red there can talk 'em dead."

Aimee nods vigorously along with Lyss's introduction and assessment,

"Yep! Floon sounds tasty! If I was a pie I'd want to eat floons!"

She then pantomime's blasting things as Lyss talks about their skills.

She smiles at everyone and snickers as Rose ignores Lyss and talk attacks Alden.

Remembering something she twists in her seat to find Threestrings, who is hopefully still playing. If he is she yells, "Yeah! Threestrings!"

If he isn't she yells, "Play Threestrings!"

Threestrings is indeed playing again, much mellower tunes than before - but still, slightly off key and a bit before the beat, as if he is nervous. Hearing Aimee shout over to him, he tries to smiles at her but as he’s focusing on playing it comes out as a goofy grimace.

Aimee waves harder at Threestrings, sending her enthusiasm to him. Turning back around she confides to everyone in earshot,

"He needs to relax!"

Dneevar sits back and listens to Threestrings, taking in every note as his wounds begin to heal up. "Did I ever introduce myself to all of you?" he asks, a slight smile growing on his face. "Well, my name is Dneevar, and I... well... was part of the city watch here in Waterdeep, until a little... family accident took me out of work. I'm hoping to return to the city watch soon though. Despite my look, I am a competent dancer, and will tango around the battlefield with any enemy we face... that is, as long as Lady Rose doesn't insult them to death first." He lets out a chuckle. "Looks can be deceiving, I am actually very gentle for someone of my size and build. At least that's what I like to think." He cheers for Threestrings as the bard finishes his song.

Aimee joins in Dneevar's cheers and rewards the dragonborn with an extra big smile for it.

Despite the mostly adversarial nature of Lyss's interactions with Dneevar and the rest of the City Watch so far, she can't help be feel her opinion of him improve as he cheers for Threestrings.

"I'm ready to go right now!" chimes in the gnome. "If we think there might be danger, I'd just like to stop my place to pick up something that stabs better than this," she adds, holding up her dagger.

"You got the map! Is your place along the way? I'd like to see your place! We can talk on the way!

Aimee rises to her feet ready to go, then pauses and runs over to Threestrings and puts a dragon in his (whatever he is collecting money in) and runs back to the table,

"Okay!"

"Very close by, indeed! It's right upstairs. If ya wanna see it that's fine, but it isn't much... just a tiny room where I can sleep."

"By the gods this going to be very interesting to say the least. It would seem that it is my turn for introductions. I am Alden Onc of Baldur's Gate. After serving in the military for a time I chose to try my hand at being an adventurer. While my own skills are not very glamorous I make up for that with being efficient." Alden tells them as he nods to each of them, feeling rather out of place with the eccentric group he was to work with.

"I am no sir unfortunately. Just a mere foot soldier who happened to prove themselves enough to get better armor then the normal rabble. But if you wish to think of me as such then you may do so Milady." Alden says as he inclines his head and moves look to the others that know the layout of the city more then him.

Lyss almost sprains an eye rolling them in Aimee's direction.