Whoaaa. . . that was some nap. . .

Sage pushes the cat off of her comforter and sits up in the lounger.

"Must be something in those fruit smoothies. Maybe the fruit was a tad fermented?"

OHMYGOSH the Salmon!!!

Charging out the door, Sage dashes to the smoker and finds the salmon is exactly right, soft, salty, smokey, and ready to cool before eating.

Glancing back toward the tavern, she sees Naemanson and MMario rolling a big keg of something toward the Northeast door, and sees a figure in female clothes huddled against the outside intersection of the wall and chimney, apparently ripping off bindings of duct tape. She has never met him before, but is downwind of him, and would swear that this figure is none other than Catspaw--in drag! Was this who was trapped in the ladies' loo, not LTS?

Picking up a large platter of warm salmon, she heads back inside to place the fish in the institutional-sized fridge to cool the fish quickly.

Wake up! Come take a look outside by the chimney! I think Spaw came to celebrate spring at the tavern!