[Encaitare]

As much as she enjoyed the playing and the company, Caity was quite relieved when the band decided to take a late-morning break. She had seen many of her companions looking longingly towards the ale, but she chose to get herself a nice mug of cold cider instead. She herself had been eyeing the punch that the three old gammers were concocting, but supposed she'd wait until later in the evening.

Picking several small sandwiches off a nearby platter since she hadn't yet eaten that morning, she looked around for someone to chat with, particularly Rasputina, having enjoyed their earlier discussion. Despite her quirky appearance, the elf was friendly, and seemed extremely pleased with the ways of the Shire. Caity had seen her heading in the general direction of the woods before, but now did not see her anywhere. The hobbit lass shrugged and made her way back to the stage. She sat down on the side of it with her food and watched the people going about their merry business.

As she was on her second sandwich, she noticed Mithalwen passing close by, her grey dress replaced by a fine aquamarine gown. Although she practically had to shout up at the tall Elf from her low seat, she managed to catch her attention and compliment her on her beautiful attire.

A few minutes later, Rasputina emerged from the inn, looking slightly distracted. She came near the stage, and Caity jumped up to meet her.

"There you are, Rasputina," she said. "I was wondering if you'd gotten lost in the woods." This was accompanied by a wink, for the Elf had already told her she hailed from Eryn Vorn. "You look famished -- here, have a sandwich."