[color=a36209]"MMhhmm..."[/color] Faolan grumbled as the two made off. The walked down the street a ways and around a corner before coming to the pub. It was a small place with no name, but he had seen many a man wandering out of it at all times of the day. It was late evening on a Friday, so the place was rather full. 

The two made their way to the bar and had a seat, luckily right in front of the bartender. Faolan took a moment to assess the layout, noting entrances and exits, how many people were there, how drunk they were, etcetera. Considering the time, it was rather tame and seemed perfectly safe, at least for the moment.

When the bartender turned to him, Faolan shook his head, [color=a36209]"Nothin' fer me."[/color]