"Haven't visited this tavern before." Bee steps inside, one brown tabby slinking around in front, scared loking white fluffball peeking out from behind her snowcovered boots. "Been by before, but the place sorta fades in and out of a thick fog..."

She drops in a chair with a groan. "I'm so tired I could just fall asleep right now, but there's more housecleaning awaiting - somebody please hand me an Irish coffee - heavy on the Irish, please. And... why is there a squid here?"