While Jen distracts the customers, Flowers will wander over to the bartender, palm 1 gold piece, slide it across the bartop and in hushed rumbled tones says "I'm looking for someone...in particular.  He may have been in here the last couple nights.  Goes by the name Floon, more beauty than brains.  He's of certain interest to one of my clients."

And he'll hope either his reputation or just his over all bounty hunterness will convey to the bartender that Floon is just another payday and he's just following a trail.

As the group enters the bar, Jorah simply hides himself under a barstool, looking around for possible easy money to swipe while waiting for the talkers to talk. As he stares at other's purses, he also makes note of their blades, clubs or arrows.

The two scruffy men look at eachother and then look to the pretty woman addressing them. Between the two of them they have about seven teeth and they reek of fish and stale beer. "Well hello there pretty lady... I ain't heard of anyone by the name of floon... but if ya sit down here close to me and describe'em a bit more... I might remember sumptin." The older man would say with a grin as he pulls out an empty chair and wipes some crumbs from it on to the floor. 

Jen - Persuasion check!

The barkeep takes the coin without ever locking eyes with the tabaxi.. quickly returning to cleaning a mug with a dirty rag. "It'll take a bit more than that bounty hunter... folks in your line of work tend to scare away my regulars..." The dwarf would grumble before tipping the empty glass towards Flowers and giving it a small shake.

Flowers - you get the impression he wants a larger bribe

The dim lighting helps the kobold to disappear under the barstool... his eyes are accustomed to the dark atmoshpere.. quickly moving from coin pouches to weapons as he survays the room.

Jorah - roll stealth and slight of hand if you want to try to nab any coins.

"Ucchh." Misha groans to herself, the novelty of the place fading fast. "Perheps Misha was too queek to judge." she sniffed the air a few times and her face wrinkled. She stood by the door in case there was any trouble. She let the talkers do the talking, and the..uh..Moon do the..something.

Persuasion:19

Flowers looks around the bar "Doesn't look like anyone is running off just yet." and he'll chuckle a bit before tossing another gold in to the mug before saying "depending on the information there might be more, or maybe next time someone is looking for you, I'll be back."

The shady regulars seem to loosen up the more they speak with Jen. "Alright.. yeah... I think we saw the pretty boy yer talking about. He was drinkin with some old guy..." The man at the table would say to Jen before the other pipes up. "yeah, but after the old guy left... the young pup stuck around a bit. Then wouldn't ya know it.. in walks F----ING Renaer Neverember, the son of Waterdeep’s previous a--hole Open Lord, Dagult Neverember. The second man say before spitting on the floor. “Chip off the old block, that one!” sneers one patron sitting at a table nearby, obviously listening in on the loud discussion. “Just another spoiled, rich noble who likes to rub our noses in it!” says another. "The Two prettyboys drank and played cards for a few hours before leaving... I saw some folks follow them outta here.. I don't know there names but I seen'em hanging around one of them warehouses on on Candle lane."

The barkeep would shake his head and sigh. "We don't get a whole lotta women in here.." before leaning in close to the tabaxi. There was five folks that followed those two boys outta here. Seemed they had been watchin them most the evenin. If you head to candle lane.. Look for the warehouse with snake symbol on the door." He whispers before moving away for the bar and heading into a back room. 

Misha looked at the camera, standing straight with her hands behind her back, and winked ever so subtly.

Marla looks around the bar, to see if anyone is taking undue attention of either Jen or Flowers.

Perception: 14

Jen leaves the table and goes back to the others. "Floon was joined here by Renear Neverember, who is apparently the son of the previous Open Lord of this city. They had some fun here, then left and were apparently followed by a group that I presume abducted them. I was told that they can be found at a warehouse on Candle Lane."

Marla sees a man wearing a long leather trenchcoat sitting in the corner. He glances up to you and finishes scribbling something on a small piece of paper before tucking it back in his jacket.

Flowers will also return to the group, and upon hearing Jen's information will also add "there were 5 of them that followed our boy out of here, and we should look for the warehouse with a snake symbol on the door."

Jorah's Stealth: 16
Sleight of Hand: 9

As the group discusses their findings, you can hear the sound of coins calling to the ground. Suddenly two of the patrons quickly look to the ground and begin picking up the coins. 

(Jorah didn't get caught but instead of loosening the sack of coins and stealing it... you instead caused it to fall on the ground and spill out. I imagine you are hiding under a chair or table maybe?)

(yep)

Jorah having fumbled and dropped the bag fumed slightly, slipping from under the table to another one to avoid being caught. Eventually he made his way back to the main party, his mood slightly more sour than before as he gives a light pout. He tugs on his hood to cover his eyes again.

‘Don’t look now, but leather trench coat in the corner is making notes about us.’ Marla mutters to the group, surreptitiously.

Alexa listens to the sharings, tilting her head thoughtfully. "The warehouse seems to be our next best bet," she agrees. She glances at Mara, nodding slightly to indicate she heard the woman, although she's unsure what to do about it.

"Hef a nice day!" Misha waves, and walks out, not a care in the world.

Jen follows Misha outside of the tavern. "I don't mean to pry, but you're older than my grandmother and you look like you're hardly a few years older than I am. How do you do that?"

"Eesee. Eet well, and exercise regularly." she said, without skipping a beat. "And, then, sacreefice everything for a righteous cause, for those whom you love. Hopefully, eef you are lucky, you weel be geeven a second chence, too."