[OOC: Well, this friend of mine is still at lunch....so....I'll just....post.... Oh yeah, it doesn't matter if you've been gone some time.]
Ayeth slipped out of her seat when she sighted Rhian leaving the inn. Finally, the girl was getting onto the job. She followed Rhian just around the corner to the Eight Plates. The bar wasn't at all bawdy. What was the girl thinking? Did she think that playing it safe would cause her, Ayeth, to give up the chase and just leave her alone. The tables were crowded, she gave the girl that, but there were no bar fights occurring and the bar didn't seem as if it served anything stronger than whiskey. Stepping quietly up behind the girl she clapped Rhian on the shoulder. Rhian jumped and when the girl turned around and saw Ayeth, Ayeth dragged her to the corner.
"You're not trying hard enough, Rhian. You dare to call this a bawdy bar?" she hissed dangerously.
[OOC: The name of that pub is weird. Blame my friend, she suggested it. Oh yes, if the part about Rhian jumping doesn't work with you, again, please tell me so I can change it.][/i]