"...?"
Cranberry turned around and glared down at the verbose adventurers.
"Did this receptionist or I have asked any one of you for your opinion?"
She asked in a disgusted tone.
"Young lady, with all due respect to you, that gnom works here. Just standing here all day, in warmth and under the roof, and she is even getting paid."
One of the adventurers bowed his head to the red-haired girl, doing his best that his problem doesn't have anything to do with her but rather with the small receptionist girl.
„Yeah! Us adventurers are the ones who actually risk our lives out there. The least that this gnome can do is to do her work as fast as possible so we don't have to spend here all day lining up like some cattle!"
Another one joined him and a murmur of agreement circled amongst the other waiting people, while the receptionist could only keep their mouth shut and grit their teeth.
