"Tea?", the scout says. Then, after half a moment, he mutters: "Ah, that tea!" He walks over to the entrance that Sheiriya and Zhadristan are heading to, reaching it just before the twosome. Appearing to open the door for the beauty of a female, he just stops short, nodding towards someone behind the two. Nearly out of nothing, a priestess has appeared, her snake-headed whip drawn back to strike: "Stay where you are! Hereby and in the name of Lolth I place you under arrest!"
The scout closes the door and turns towards Sheiriya, a slim long dagger levelled at her chest. "My profound apologies, fair one! Orders, you know!?!"
The landlord turns his head towards the four people at the back of his establishment. As it dawns on him who might have just been captured, a pained look appears on his face.