With her glass empty, and the situation settled.  She leans up, and over the bar, grabbing the barmaid and pulling her into a kiss.  Soft, a little lustful, and brief.  "I'll be in for breakfast." she says in a whisper.  "See you then." she whispers.  Pulling away, glancing about, and then grabbing the rapier.  It is a little on the pretty side, and a secondary weapon would be nice.  The drow sauntering out of the inn, and into the street for a bit more wandering.  Securing the sword to her hip.<br/><br/>Looking about as she moves through the streets, she sighs, hoping the air would take care of the wine, but it's going to take a bit more work.<br/><br/>She makes her way back to her home, to clean up...again, and go through her clothes, pondering what to wear out, what with it still being early and all.