A second glance turned up a different view. A scantily clad woman of equal physique danced upon a stage at what looked to be a tavern, stuffed to the brim with people and flowing ale and coin all around. Despite the performer's movements, she seemed unhindered by her endowments. When her dance ended, she bowed low before the crowd exposing cleavage more than deep enough to hide a halfling in. Perhaps even enough to hide a short human. The crowd answered with whistles, hoots, hollers and a rain of gold coin that quickly and visably piled upon the stage.