"We're really not interested in causing a scene, Madame Lusine," Hawke agreed, trying to add her voice in there to at least give Cullen some credibility...though she might have had better luck simply keeping silent. The last time she was in the Rose and not strictly on business, she had to drag Anders outside because he'd gotten into a flustered screaming match with a few women - and men - who wanted to see him hired.

She could feel her ears turning pink at the offhanded comment about them having crabs and she couldn't stop herself from pressing the heel of her palm to her forehead. They weren't going to live that one down anytime soon. So much for being an intimidating figure to the Coterie.

Instead of protesting, she followed the both of them into the side room, mindful of any of the eyes following them. Even angry with them, Madame Lusine wouldn't risk for them to be attacked in any measure until they were far, far from the Blooming Rose. It was a small comfort, to be certain. But Hawke didn't get to where she was by being complacent and so she watched anyway, heedful of the few uniformed workers they passed. Thankfully, none of them seemed too interested in them for the moment.