I'm starting to feel like we are sitting at a scrapbookers convention!

"Thidrek, get your butt off of the table! We have a rule around here. No feet where you eat."

"Second, Beatrix. Get rid of these stupid cats, this is a tavern not a petting zoo for crying out loud."

"And last, who said anything about free food and drinks?" You are running poor Appaloosa to death. Why don't you make yourself useful and pick up some of your dirty plates yerselves, you filthy bums and haul them to the kitchen so she can enjoy the party as well."

The crowd goes silent at Tyr's sudden outburst. Soon the attention and the silence are too much to bear and Tyr bursts our loud one more time.

"And while you are up, get me a beer!"