After a few minutes more of seemingly lounging near the two arguing over a man.  The seemingly small dog of the south would rise up.   Cantering its head around, looking over the room then.  Ears perking slightly, then moving as she head down the stairs.<br/><br/>Seeing the halfling sitting at the bar, her supposed owner.  She trot on over and take a seat looking up.   While realizing she also has had no luck in finding the  owner about.