An elvish lady, obviously unnaccustomed to being in such a large city, wanders the streets for some time, looking for a specific address.
Upon finding it, she delicately takes out a single egg from a pouch, and feebly tosses it at the window where it splatters.
With a nod, confident she has fulfilled the bizzare human ritual as she promised, she walks steadily off with her staff clunking off the ground with every step.