It doesn't take long to talk to the receptionist; a cheerful dwarvish girl with a hearty laugh.

"Morning." She said. "Wanna get a room for you an' your wives?"

"No, thank you." You said. "I'm just looking for someone. And elf girl around her height." You pointed at Bertha. "A little shy and bookish. Pretty good with magic." You went about describing Aila again. "Her name is Aila, but she might be going by Alia recently. We heard that she might be around here."

"Right then." She said, smile faltering somewhat. "How can I trust ya aren't gonna cause us trouble? You know, you three wouldn't be the first trio to try and make grief."

"Hey, Master John Doe was the one that stopped all of that!" Bertha was quick to defend you. She turned to you. "Right Master?"

"Mel, Catty, and I did, that's right." You confirmed. "We made sure the Drag On Gang won't cause trouble anytime soon." At least, they wouldn't cause trouble to you. Who knew what sort of shenanigans they were up to now.

"Yeah!" Herta said, offended on your behalf. "We don't do bad things to people unless they make Master unhappy. And we don't attract misfortune! I personally made sure of that! You should be honored to be in the presence of a goddes- a Savant! An ordinary Savant. Master is also a Savant!"

"Really?" The dwarf woman looked at you with interest. "Would ya care to have a dwarf as prime slave-wife material, so?"

"Well-" You were about to politely avoid the conversation when you were interrupted by the dwarf woman's hearty laughter.

"I'm just pulling your leg, bud." She wipes a tear from from eye as she continues to chuckle. "Right, right, I'll see what I can find." She takes out a thick book from under the greeting table, flips through it, and taps on something. "You said Alia, right?"

"Yeah." You replied.

"Hm." She grunts, then takes out what seems like a small crystal with a cone attached to one end, then taps it a few times. You consider this interesting invention, though just at a glance you realize this is a primitive magical radio. After a few seconds you hear a familiar voice.

"What is it? I'm trying to sleep." Said Aila.

"You got company." The dwarf woman said.

Things go silent for a few seconds, but you can hear some shuffling and a window being opened.

"Tell the embassy guards I'm not here." Said Aila.

"No embassy guards here, knife ears," The dwarf woman looks at you three "Probably. Just a man named John Doe and his two slaves."

Another moment of silence, suddenly interrupted by a shout.

"HUH???? Why didn't you say that in the first place!!!" Aila's words were frantic. "Tell him I'll be down there! No, wait, tell him to come up here! No, hold on, tell him to go to the park and I'll be there with him! He should know which one I'm talking about! Actually- agh!" You hear a crashing sound and some broken glass.

"Any damages to the room'll cost ya more gold." The dwarf woman said said.