“Nothing worth mentioning. Got a lot of strange people who come here for a drink and to mind their own business and I’m happy to oblige. Anything that’s worth noting ain’t worth talking about, capish?” The bartender said in a somewhat aggressive tone. Seemed like he was getting a bit annoyed by your line of questioning. Shortfang, climbing on Buddy so he could reach you in this crowded area, whispers down to you. “Maybe we give him shinies for Info? We give shinies, we customers yeah?” The bartender himself was busy handing out drinks and wasn’t really paying attention to your group anymore.