"Hmm, well, here is good enough." Colors answered, motioning to the nearest set of empty cushions to them. "We have a clear enough view of the room. Well, other than the private rooms, but I doubt you want to go peering in those. Just, uh, wait here a moment while I go get my drink."

Colors stepped away for only a minute or so to buy a mug of ale from the bar, but for new guests to the brothel, the employees would not be keen to simply ignore them. By the time Colors returned, one of the prostitutes had made his way over from across the room to greet the new arrivals. He was one of the males, a Breton. In all likelihood, he did not get near as much business as his female co-workers, so he probably approached almost every female patron. He looked down in particular at Sabine, standing in such a way as to call attention to his more attractive features. "Welcome, is there anything I can do for you beautiful ladies?"

Colors returned at about the same time, but he did not say anything directly to the Breton. Instead, he simply took a seat next to Sabine. He could not exactly interrupt the Breton, as that could be seen as strange. Sabine would have to be able to handle herself. Kaleeth, meanwhile, just tried to stay quiet and hope that no one put too much attention on her.