The smell in the pub becomes even more potent, and those around seem to get a little less rigid. Those whom were jeering continue, though less drunkenly, now more absently without the added rowdiness. Those who were protesting stall their words, now seeming to either have no opinion they feel needs mentioned, or to actually slightly encourage it. Alice, for her part still seems red cheeked, but more from being giggly then anything else.<strong>"You said something about private quarters?"</strong>She asked sheepishly, seeming to ignore everything else that had been said.<br/><br/>Further sniffing reveals to the rogue that it's a very sickly sweet scent, similar to some exotic flowers used to make poisons yet more sweet. Kailee noticed quickly that she does not sense any magic around, or at-least none that she can see. Pipra has the best sight of Alice's change of heard though, and can easily notice, or enough so, how she is seeming much more amicable then before.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, back at the temple the noises from outside do seem to be taken by the servants as a bit strange. They glance back toward the doors with some worry, but not close to an over amount as the noises do seem like festivities. Once outside, things seem nice and enjoyable. The dancers are becoming more fervent in their motions, night nearing so the games obviously just getting more excited. The vendor widens his eyes at the gold, and laughs a bit.<strong>"Free to those who aid the church this day. Some things aren't, but the sweets shouldn't be an issue. It's only for six or so of you!"</strong>He says heartily, though seems surprised at the huge tip.