Sylvia waved back to Shortfang when she saw him wave to her. She walked up to the bar to hear what Shortfang ordered. Whatever he ordered it sounded like it was a lot of food.  She couldn’t make heads or tails of what the chef’s nicknames for the food was. When the chef greeted her, she smiled and answered him, “Ah, good morning. Nothing for me yet, thank you,”

She continued, “I was hoping I could rent the room for me and my friends once more for tonight as well,”