The inn was busy enough that two more patrons hardly attracted any notice, besides what two women more attractive than their surroundings would suggest.  Looking around, Jax gently pushed a passed-out drunk from the table he lay across to the floor to make room for them, just a few feet from the adventurers.<br/><br/>"I dunno, it's pretty tough and greasy in here, and I'm not sure what the meat would be in here.  For these morsels, though," she smiled, not looking at the three sitting behind her, "I think we let them stew a little, and see if any float to the top.  Its always easier to skim off one piece and skewer it, though it goes down easier with some seasoning..."<br/><br/>With a mouthful of innuendo, Jax seemed to think it would be best to observe them for a bit, and if the opportunity presented itself, to separate one from the group, by friendly means if possible.<br/><br/>The common room was busy, but they were close enough to listen to the party.  The man and half-orc were discussing their wayward companion, wondering where she was.  She was apparently supposed to have been back by now.  The man didn't seem to trust her, and mused she may have left the three holding the bag.  The half-orc reassured the man that the halfling only had a few trinkets to show off to the fences of antiquities, but the take was still secure with them.  That was good news.  The studious girl in robes seemed to ignore their conversation, paying more attention to the crystal in her hands and the snake that occasionally kissed her ear.