I continue walking down the street, pulling my two new kittens along with me. One purchased legally, the other more or less kidnapped. I'm a very happy pervert tonight as I locate the nearest most expensive Inn I could buy, within the Distance it would be before the Pet I just kidnapped suffocates and dies anyway. I see that my new real kitten is afraid of my fireball. I can use that<strong>! "Oh Slut, don't worry. That was just a non-lethal blast. A real one looks like this"</strong>I say flinging one randomly too the distance, not caring who or what it hits as I go inside quickly, probably commiting mass arson or something.<br/><br/>I walk in and ring the bell, demanding the best room this pitiful place has! And excepting no less!