It didn't take long, naturally, for the rather inconspicuous pair of Iris Thorne and Viola York to enter the inn, and they didn't exactly do it quietly. Between the two of them they had knocked back a fair amount of alcohol at the last venue, and now they were looking for entertainment. And with mischief in mind they came to the one place where they possibly could find it. If not? Well they'd make their own or sod off elsewhere. They weren't fussy.
"Now, your turn to order." said Iris looking to her vertically challenged associate in crime, Viola.