She gave the woman a smile before glancing over her shoulder, "Barkeep... a room please?" And it seemed the barkeeper was a step ahead, putting a key in her hand and waiting until Kammey reached towards her belt, fishing through that sack of coins and setting them on the counter before they were swept up by the man as he headed off to continue his work. Kammey looked back to the dwarf with a smile, twirling the key in her fingers before whispering, "Shall we?" As she hopped off the bar stool, grinning as she lead the way towards the rooms, her short skirt holding tight against her curvy hips which swayed with every step she took.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>