[ Even without Yennefer calling out to her, Ruby can more or less pinpoint where she is inside the dwelling based on other cues that she's sensitive to (like the lingering scent of alcohol, perhaps). However, she doesn't encroach any farther than the front room before direct permission is given. She has to conceal a bit of a smirk at what she finds there, although she can't help but roll her eyes when the payment gets tossed onto the floor like she's some kind of damn dog.

Still, she doesn't let it ruffle her much and adopts a smile out of principle as she stoops down to pick it up. ]

You're welcome. My name's Ruby, by the way. Feel free to hit me up for anything else. I mean, I can't make any promises but if I'm not busy, I'll see what I can do.