Before the elven female can answer.  She is suddenly rising up to greet the man that comes through the door.    Instantly she is draped over a shoulder, as she addresses him.      I recognize him, he was one of my follow travelers of the caravan.   I hold my tongue or acknowledgment.<br/><br/>However, he rebukes the mistress.   Gently disengaging from her hand upon his shoulder.  While offering a no to some company.  As he is instead looking for work also.<br/><br/>With that it suddenly dawns on me.  This is a brothel.  The guard had sent me to a  brothel to work.   I stifle a laugh at this.  I am not offended.    It be honest work,  give me some coin coming in.  Until something came up.   So other then leaning forward in my seat.   Turning a look to the other girls in the room.   I just merely sit and listen to the conversation.