[He looks her over once, though it's a mostly clinical look - and then he starts a little, looking her over again, more carefully this time. He couldn't say why, but she felt... familiar, somehow. His speech is slower now, a little distracted as he tries to think of how he knows her.] There's a particular establishment I'm trying to find, said to be disreputable and popular among pirates - and the perfect place for finding just what you're looking for.

Do you know of anyplace like that in the area?