The waitress takes note of the order and she answers Albrecht, "Bacon and ale, coming right up!" She ten heads to towards the back where the kitchen is. While Albrecht is waiting for his meal to come in, he would hear whispers among the patrons, circulating a couple of rumors around the tavern. 

"[i]Hey! I hear a carnival is going to be here soon![/i]"
"[i]Oh really? When do you think they'll be here?[/i]"
"[i]I think they're supposed to arrive about midday from what I've heard![/i]"

"[i]Oh yeah, I heard that crazy gnome, Scrapmouse has gone and made another explosion in that dinky shop last night,[/i]"
"[i]Hehehe...Crazy little rat. How many fingers d'you think Scrapmouse lost this time, if any at all?[/i]"
"[i]Heh, I wouldn't bet my money on it. Scrapmouse is a lucky little thing,[/i]" 

After listening to the condescending conversation a little, the waitress comes back to Albrecht with his order. She sets down the plate of bacon and mug of ale in front of him on the counter and she tells him, "Here you are, sir. One plate of bacon and a mug of ale. That will be a silver,"