Mischa noticed the sailor's critical gaze, he must be quite the hardened sea man.. A captain perhaps? He sure did seem to have the air of a leader.

She smiled at his question and nodded, her curls bouncing lightly, "Only the freshest, dear sir! We are provided with the very best fresh hogsmeat from a farm just outside of town, all of our vegetables too!" She said this with pride, knowing very well that it was true. "I cooked it myself, you know, it's really quite good." Every regular at the tavern knew that Mischa made wonderful and hearty grub.