Gilia creeps up to the adventurers' rooms

Test Expected Scene (CF 5). 1d10=9 - the expected scene occurs.

Gilia spends the next hour or so fending off drunken would-be clients, determined to make sure she gets to her meeting with the adventurers without delay. The party heads upstairs when they're done eating, and Gilia impatiently sweeps up as the last of the customers trickle out. Mira keeps glaring at her from where she's polishing mugs, but the blonde seems to have decided to bide her time for now...as the last of the customers heads out, she slams down the final mug and storms out the door.

"Good work tonight, sailor girl!" Luron calls merrily after her. "Dunno what she's upset about, she seemed to be havin' a good time to me... You did good with that move, Gilia. Turned it into a real excitin' show. Go on an' head out - Helga, you stay a moment, I got somethin' I wanna talk to you about in the storeroom."

"Sure," Helga says dourly. She shoots Gilia a weary look, then pads after Luron as he heads, grinning, to the back.

Gilia feels a pang of sympathy, but she can't help thanking the gods for her good luck. Now I don't even have to sneak in... She puts the broom away and busies herself tidying up the last few tables and chairs that still need to be straightened. Then she goes to the front door, opens it, and closes it firmly, getting a good *thunk* as she shoves it to.

She waits for a few minutes with bated breath, lurking motionless inside the front door.

Finally, she hears a stifled groan from the back of the inn. Creeping forward, she moves slowly and carefully through the taproom, walking as quietly as she can. She makes it to the hallway, and can hear the noises coming from the storeroom clearly now: a steady, rhythmic, wet **** sound, and the murmur of Luron's voice, occasionally breaking from quiet words into a bitten-back groan. Gilia bites her lip, looking at the door to the storeroom, which stands just slightly ajar. The stairs are beyond it, and up them, the group interested in employing her... Taking a deep breath, she tries to pad silently past the door.