The sound of clattering came from the kitchen and before long a young harpy stepped through the kitchen door into the dining room. She was wearing a pair of short denim shorts and a baggy t-shirt that hung off of one shoulder. She would've seemed perfectly human if it weren't for the feathery wings that appeared out of the arms of the t-shirt and the clawed bird legs she was sneaking around on. Hapi looked around the dining room for the landlady and tilted her head to the side as she heard the woman's voice coming from the door. A little smile appeared on her face and she clutched her prize between her wings and held it up to the light. It was the spoon she'd used at dinner the night before and now it was hers, all she had to do was get it back to her stash. She began to move towards the stairs when the sound of approaching footsteps caused her to jump, almost dropping her prize. She quickly concealed the spoon between a wing and her body and looked around guiltily, like child caught stealing from the cookie jar.