Romus heard the approaching horse. There was only one person he imagined it could be. Elizabeth, if so there would need to be more drinks on the table. Romus quickly collected a small assortment of different bottles of spirits and ale from behind the empty bar and placed them down onto the one clean table.
Elizabeth was known to not only be a heavy drinker but a picky one at that.
Romulus hoped to save them both some time by finding the right drink early.