Having outted herself as Red Riding Hood, Ruby is pretty satisfied that Cosima will be able to pick which one she is in the tavern, what with the crimson brocade cloak resting over the chair next to her.

She's idly making notes, two flagons of beer in front of her, and fiddles with one of five braided leather bracelets that are big enough to slip further along her forearm when she props her elbow on the table.