The lovely ladies, currently wearing rather modest clothes since there isn't much of a night life here in this town, stop to get a look at you and wonder what you want. Between the three of them they barely have enough attention for your introductions and demands for food and lodging. About ready to just point towards the stone Inn when you hit the blond with the slight spell, filling her heads with lewd thoughts of actually striking up a conversation with a kittyboy. Shrugging to herself as it sinks in, telling her friends to meet up later at the stream to bathe, while smiling at you and leading the way.<br/><br/>Walking into the Inn and seeing the afternoon crowd starting to order their drinks from the barkeep, and all the same this place is rather modest. Which is to be expected since this road is a moderate trade route with the catfolk kingdom. Everyone in there gives you looks as you walk in being escorted by one of the towns lovely ladies, but they don't do anything. Your new fuckpet calls herself Mary as she sits and down already starts ordering some wine for herself and some cake, fully expecting you to pay for it.