Something smelled so good!

One the cloak tails of a patron the little drowess snuck in. While the others were busy, and just a bit of a shadow herself staying to shadows, she stole up to one of the areas laiden with sweets.

Then a slender, dark hand eased up over the table edge. A sweet was taken. But since it tasted so good from that very first bite, Lotha's hand snuck back up to put a single, green glass bottle in its place as payment.

Still licking her lips and a finger or two, the littlest drowess snuck back out Leaving nothing but crumbs and a bottle behind.