After doing her part to fuel the rumour mill, Shay didn't have to wait long in the Paladin's Rest to observe the fruits of her efforts. A slightly inebriated well-dressed young man, probably the son of a minor noble or merchant from the exaggerated way he carried himself, stumbled into the tavern with a pretty girl hanging onto his arm. He was obviously trying to impress her with his deep insights into the latest gossip, and on her part, if she was only pretending to be engrossed with his every word, she was pretending very well. "I tell you, it's all a set-up," he was saying. "The combination was leaked out, six-oh-eight, and the maid was just set up to be the fall guy. Fall girl," he corrected himself with a giggle, finding his own inside joke funny, while his companion laughed politely along with him and poured him more wine.