A young brunette woman in blue and purple enters Talbot's near the end of the night and pauses at the bar, listening to the gossip with a wolfish grin once the subject matter is mentioned.
When the gossip dies down she would comment that it was nowhere near nefarious enough, before ordering some drink of clear alcohol.
"Them elves always stealing the ladies with their looks alone!"
*Overhearing the comment in passing, Calah Cain pats the man lightly on the back of a shoulder and says, "It's not the looks, it's the occasional bathing."*