Alex's pencil scratched to a halt as the doctor turned his head, giving Leon a withering gaze. Shutting the notebook, the doctor slowly rose to his feet, walking by the blonde silently before gesturing to follow him upstairs into the clinic. The boy was sweet, Alex knew that much. But a hot air balloon in a windstorm had more direction in life than he did. Forgetful, lazy, and too laid back to even guilt trip about either. He was a smidgen better than Ramone if only because Leon seemed to lack the will to actively be annoying just for the heck of it.

"I'm always busy, but never too busy to help. Everything. Would you care to be more specific or is this an attempt to move into my line of work? Should I take this as a shakedown?"

The doctor opened a heavy cabinet, where jars, vials, and bottles lined every shelf. Small almost unreadable labels were on each and every container. Pills, serums, liquids, tablets, and ointments in a medicinal rainbow. Alex had been in the village long enough to know what the inn generally needed. Basic pain relievers, stomach medicine for nausea, nothing too fancy. Pulling out a paper bag, Alex began sorting out what he figured the innkeeper needed.

"I assume you need the regular amount. Aren't you here a little early in the week for these? Did something happen at the inn that I should know about?"

The doctor paused, looking at Leon over his shoulder with a spectacularly unamused expression. Closing the paper bag, Alex walked over to a table, opening a heavy leather bound book. The ledger, containing all the medicine he sold to the villagers at any given point. His brow quirked as he looked at the last few entries, then walked over to Leon, the bag still in the doctor's hands.

"I refilled your pain relievers just a few days ago, you went through that much in less than a week? Get on the table, I'm examining you, you shouldn't need that much in such a short amount of time. Unless it's one of your tenants, in which case, send them to my clinic for an examination immediately."

The doctor then pulled the bag behind his back, frowning at Leon. The ledger wasn't wrong, and Alex was sure it was just forgetfulness on the innkeeper's part. But still, if he didn't say something now, he wouldn't get another chance until much later on in the week.

"Also, you didn't pay for the last batch of medicine. You aren't getting this without payment for both batches. Up front."

The bag of pain relievers was firmly in Alex's hand as he stretched the other out, open palm, towards Leon, raising one brow with a rather annoyed expression.