The drunk man stumbled onto his backside, grunting and mumbling under his breath. He stood and ambled away, not even fighting the decision to be thrown out.

Ellis dusted her hands. She had a frown on her face, watching after the man to ensure he left, before her frown released. Calmly, her attention turned to the other on the street. She gave a brief, tight smile.

“Welcome to The Red Fox,” she said in a relaxed tone. With that, she turned back into the tavern. After all, she had plenty of work to do.