All the way to the tavern, Eliza did her best to appear uncomfortable, or even upset when a hand crept across her pert as, or rubbed across the swell of her chest. As one mand, however, got a good grope of her right breast, a small whimper of pleasure escaped her, as a small orgasm took her for a brief moment. She quickly revocered and headed into the inn, thankful and dissapointed at once.<br/><br/>She glanced about the room, taking in the sights and smells and sounds. Her now elven eyes scanning the crowd for any Changelings that were in a natural state. Her eyes also lingered on anyone who was scantilly clad, letting her eyes and  lust filled thoughts rove over what flesh could be seen. She took up her usual position near the back of the tavern, quite close to the bar, but with her back to a wall, and started listening in. As her waitress arrived she ordered a simple meal of bread, roast pork, and cheese, with a glass of white wine. Then settled in to read some book or another while the magically powered vibrator in her pussy slowed to a crawl.<br/><br/>Her ears, however, were intent upon finding what information she could.