Kili moved through the crowd with her walking stick in one hand.  It was a fairly sturdy and well balanced staff, one might notice, more than capable of smashing a goblin's throat or knocking aside a barbarian's blade.  The other arm she offered to Talethi as they walked.  Her eyes wandered between shopping and admiring her two companion's comely forms.<br/><br/>She blinked a little on receiving word that they were being followed.  She thought she was being attentive!<br/><br/>The redhead took down some indigo ribons from a nearby stall and turned to show them to both of her friends.  The result of this was that she brought the dwarf into her peripheral vision.  Seeming to be exlaiming over the beauty of the dye, she counted on the noise of the crowd to keep the real intent fo her voice hushed.<br/><br/>“Not a back alley,” she replied.  “If he's worth his salt he won't follow.  I spotted a sleepy tavern a little ways back.  We'll go in there, web him when he comes through the door, and give our apologies to the innkeep with a little extra coin.”<br/><br/><em>Listen 7</em>