"What? I'm not a whore, I don't have a price, and I'm not going to fuck you, so what do you want?"
Tytos raised a small hand, as if to grasp his heart. He grinned at her in mock hurt, "You wound me, madame, to think so lowly of me. I merely noticed an altercation you had with a soon-to-be member of my captain's crew. That is, if he passes her interview. Luckily, she seems to like strong, fierce men such as he if I am any judge of her behavior."
He took a swig of his drink, watching her reaction to his words. Any reaction to suggested romantic or lust-filled interest could give him some idea about her relationship with the man and, truthfully, he was bored. He did not feel like paying whores to be interested in him tonight so he had nothing but his mind and cheap liquor to pass the time.
"You are Max, are you not? I've seen you with our lovely Queen of Thieves. I hope she treats you well."