The door led straight into a hallway which connected to the main tavern bar and breakfast. A guest room. However, as soon as she exited, she was pushed back by the same woman from before. "[i]They'll think we're murderers with clothes like that, here![/i]" The woman shoved a plain white tee and sweatpants at her guest, before closing the door, and running off. It seemed that the tavern was busy, and she wouldn't have much time to talk. Perhaps the door had an alarm of sorts for when it was opened.