Carefully the Saurial decended the stairs from her room.  Not only were the stairs not really built for her kind, but everything was too low.  One thing she missed about the Vale, everything was built 'right'.  It had skylights for the flighers, large open roofs for hornheads like her, but getting to see the world was just as wonderful an opportunity.  She approached the bar, pointed at the menu, indicating she wanted a salad.  She observed the others in the bar.  She wasn't certain exactly if she should approach them or not.