“Well,”  The commander hesitated, “Not exactly.  My thinking was that a direct confrontation with the high priestess would tip our hand that we were behind it.  My original plan would be that you'd investigate as a potential convert to their church, and get to know what was going on that way.  That was why I'd wanted to obfuscate our meeting earlier.  Calling you into the town center under the pretense of a fine for lewd behavior would have been a cover story.  One that would have given you a chance to not only hide your association with us, but also give you a good excuse to 'join' their group.  Several of their members are prostitutes and pimps who've gotten similar fines.”<br/><br/>She sighed, “Though you've destroyed that now.  First by your actions earlier, then meeting with me in public now.  I doubt there's any way you can convince anyone that we're not in some way entangled.  So the idea of infiltrating the cult and insinuating yourself to the high priestess is probably gone.  I don't know what sort of plan of attack to take now.”<br/><br/>A hint of her anger from earlier returns, “I'd been told that you were discreet and trust worthy, but now I'm not so sure of it to be honest.  It may be best for me to simply stand up, ask you to forget the whole matter, and as a gesture of friendship pay for your meals.”