Dinner time!

You finish up the meal with Barkeep. He takes the two dishes, one in each hand, and with a practiced and skilled motion he heads out of the kitchen. Your hands shielding your little penis, you follow Barkeep out into the tavern.

As you're met with the sounds of loud piano music you notice that the crowd is different. Some of them you spotted before, but others are new and some from before are missing. Call it diplomatic training, but you were always good at remembering faces. You spot Tenfingers sitting at a table in front of the stage, where the mousefolk girl is dancing to the music of the halfling man. As you follow Barkeep to her, you notice some of the new people eyeing you, nudging people from before and pointing. They seem to have been let in on what was going on while you were cooking.

As you and Barkeep near the table, you let out an "Eep!" as you feel a pinch on your bum. You whirl around and are surprised to see the human woman kicked to the floor by... Tenfingers?

"What the fuck, Tenny?" the woman exclaims. Her breasts have fallen out of her front-tie top from the blow and she hastily tucks them back in.

Tenfingers is glaring at the woman in anger. It's Barkeep who speaks up. "Kitten here belongs to Tenfingers. He's a slave and she stole him fair and square. If you wanna play with him, you gotta ask for permission. You know the rules, Felini."

The woman, still sitting on the floor, crosses her arms and pouts. "I thought he was a prostitute! Can't blame me when I only just came back from a job!"

Tenfingers is still glaring at the woman... Should you defuse the situation, or just shy away from the action?