No, she should keep moving.

Shaking her head Anna decided to head onwards. The narrow streets were becoming busier now, with more prositutes and drunkards overflowing from taverns. This was the Red Light District proper. Now if only she knew exactly where her step-brother's tavern was. The tavern was called "The Lusty Wench". She had thought for certain that it was around here somewhere. After trudging the streets she realised she would probably have to ask someone for directions. But who could she ask at such an hour?