Mendoza stopped and turned to regard the innkeeper.<br/><br/>"Is that so?  A cook, eh?"<br/><br/>He turned to regard the young woman for a long moment, then nodded brusquely.<br/><br/>"Call her over.  I'll speak with her about it.  If she's a taste for the wandering life and a willingness for the work, I think I can find a berth for her."