In the morning, Fiona awoke with a purr of delight and stretched her limbs. It had been a long time since she'd either slept in a bed or had a decent meal, and last night she'd managed to get both. The only downside was that the guard's armor wasn't digesting, so she coughed it up and hid it in the mattress. That being done, she dressed, reactivated her disguise, and headed downstairs.<br/><br/>"So, what's for breakfast?" she asked she entered the main part of the tavern.