Don't try to say Bethany and Hawke never had arguments. I know these things I have a sister and four snarky brothers :) I tried to make this a longer chapter to make up for me not writing over Christmas. My computer crashed so I wasn't able to type or post for a while :(

Aviene and Bethany were still changing into their armor when Zevran entered the room. Bethany blushed a bright red and quickly pulled her Circle robes over her head, but Aviene took her time. Zevran smirked.

"Why so secretive about your beautiful body, Bethany? A girl like you should want to show it off, I would think." Bethany blushed an even brighter red and gasped. Aviene giggled.

"It's not funny, Sister! How would you like every other elf flirting with you after he sees you with no clothes on?" Aviene raised an eyebrow.

"What do you mean by 'every other elf'? Are you implying a different elf has seen you naked and not commented?"

"You are horrible, Sis. You know that, right?"

"You're avoiding my question, Bethany."

"Maybe some of your questions are best left unanswered."

"Don't try to change the subject, Beth." Zevran watched with growing interest as playful teasing boiled into a heated argument.

"Are you accusing me of-"

"I never said that Bethany. Calm down."

"I'm perfectly calm!"

"Maybe try and prove that by not shouting?"

"I'm not shouting, Aviene!"

"Are to!"

"Am not!" Zevran, until now, had kept silent, but now he started chanting,

"Cat fight! Cat fight! Cat fight!" in a slow, but loud Antivan voice. That of course didn't make anything better, and they didn't even notice when Zevran sneaked stealthily out of the room. He returned with a lot of gold in his pocket and some people who were very interested in seeing two girls have a sister fight. However, by now, they had forgotten what they were arguing about and were calmly sitting down by a table eating cheese. Zevran grinned at the angry crowd who had just paid a hefty sum to see a cat fight and had been disappointed.

"Sorry, I do not give out refunds. My apologies." He slammed the door shut and locked it. An elven woman demanded to be let in. Zevran again explained he wouldn't give her gold back, but Aviene made her way to the door.

"Who is it?"

"Athenril. I heard you were having trouble and I figured I owed you one for getting my cargo back all those years ago. So… open the door please?"

"So, we are not short of allies now, Bethany, are we? I told you I knew people who could help us."

"No, you said you knew some one that could help us. Don't pretend you planned for Athenril to come."

"I still think I deserve an apology. You doubted me."

"I did not!"

"Did too, Bethany!"

"Did not, Aviene!" Athenril rolled her eyes.

"Honestly, these girls are like three year olds!" Aviene and Bethany turned around to face Athenril.

"We are not!" they protested.

"Oh, yes, you are." Zevran opened the door and called the people who had paid him over.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, we are back in business!"