Ithi'Ka nods in comprehension at Kasumi's suggestion.  "Unless they have detection of magic at their disposal... in which case we would both glow like festival trees, no?"  She smiles slightly at the joke, her eyes searching Kasumi for comprehension, hoping her joke was acceptable.  "There is no way I can sneak into this room with so many except, how you suggest.  We have but one of these... face-changers, so perhaps we disguise one of us the old-fashioned way."  She stashes her bow and quiver into the haversack, the items disappearing smoothly and remarkably within the confines.  "I cannot leave you alone with these cretins.  They are groping those girls within.  But I may have to check upstairs."<br/><br/>To hear each other clearly, the two women must remain close at hand, and when she speaks it is practically into Kasumi's ear.  "They would probably be unable to restrain themselves.  Me, they know I do not belong in a moment."  Sighing softly, she glances over Kasumi and turns her eyes away as if embarrassed at her thoughts.  As a thought occurs to her, her eyes widen very slightly.  "I can perhaps pose as a dancer from Xen'Drik.  I can dance a little... perhaps if they are not well traveled, they accept my mistakes as, ah, quirks of the culture."  She rolls her silver eyes and whispers a complaint at the idea, "<em>Zix'tch</em>, I cannot believe I even consider this."<br/><br/>She remains utterly still, so as not to attract attention through motion, but somehow Kasumi is aware that the Drow if she weren't so practiced, she'd be squirming with discomfort at the idea.  "Only chance to find that girl is to listen in, observe... study close.  Perhaps search."  Rising slowly to her feet, she moves out of the range of the window's sight in a crouch, then rises to her feet and faces Kasumi.  "Disguises it is, then."