She received a few odd stares from people as she continued to fiddle with her collar, but no one stopped Ondrea to ask what it was.<br/><br/>The inn was a rather peaceful place this time of day, most of the rowdiness coming much later in the evening.  One person, however, caught her eye.  He was a tall, somewhat muscular human, with wavy blonde hair, sitting alone at one of the tables.  One of the barmaids was chatting with him, both laughing merrily as they spoke, though Ondrea noticed the man's eyes often drifted to the barmaid's exposed cleavage.<br/><br/>"Welcome back, Ondrea.  You look tired... want a meal, or just your room?" came the innkeeper's voice, snapping her out of her musings.  "I can have Melissa bring you something to eat if you'd like some quiet.  On the house."