Alaina jumped, snapping out of her thoughts as the woman spoke to her. "Ah...," she began, trying to compose herself. "Yes, actually, if you have any available," she managed in a soft, low voice. She slid more into the tavern, closing the door silently behind her. She cast a nervous glance about the room before turning to look at the elven woman before her, pushing the hood of her cloak off her dark, mahogany hair. "Sorry if I was lurking a bit, I'm... uh. There are a lot of people here," she finished lamely. She clamped her mouth shut then, lowering her deep blue eyes slightly. Whenever she got nervous, she rambled, and she hated it. Thus, she kept her mouth shut, waiting for the other woman to speak.