Al's hand shot out, pointing a chastising finger at the dragon.
"No, he's gonna provide US with amen bean eating confiddles! You owe us food, so he's gotta give us a meal before you." he declared, not entirely sure what those were, but he assumed they were still talking about food. What he was sure was that staff guy had a really complicated looking belt-skirt, so he was probably loaded.

Continuing, he leaned on his planted sword, and spoke, "In fact, I think that meal from the inn is a good apology, after we get those scraps. We want interest now! After the meals, take us to the toy store! And then an arms vendor!"

He gave a flashy grin, running his fingers through his hair. "And then, we can, uh..."
His face drooped, and he leaned over to the snake coiled around him.
"Is there anything you wanna add?" he whispered.