The 'owner'

"How dare you keep me waiting!" Blathers a bossy woman on the other side of the door.

A taller, chubby woman with sandy brown hair done up in a bun and dressed in simple peasant clothes stands at the door. It's Bev, another thief from Linny's gang, come try to pry more wealth out of the destitute merchant.

Jorella stands behind the door, with just her blushing face poking out. "Who- who are you?"

"I'm the owner of this inn," Bev lies, channeling all the bossy bitches she ever had to work under.

"Wh-what do you want?" Asks the merchant nervously as she flashes a toothless grin before remembering her gold teeth are gone.

"You've got a bill to pay!" Grouches the burly Bev, as she forces her way into the room. In the struggle, Jorella is knocked onto her barely-covered butt.

The thief looks at the pitiful woman and shakes her head, annoyed that she obviously got here too late. Jorella, however, mistakes that annoyance for disgust, and starts babbling.

"I-it's n-n-not what it looks like!" The redhead stammers and stutters as she tries to cover up her nearly-naked body. "Th-there was a man... and... I-I was robbed!"

No shit, Bev thinks as she re-evaluates the situation.