"I-I can explain you know." Dick chuckled nervously.
I sighed. "I don't need an explanation, it's not like I'm your dad or something. Where's our stuff, and I'm guessing Servesta isn't with you?"
The more we'd talk about this, the more awkward it'd get, so it was better to just ignore it.
"The stuff's at the inn. And Servesta left for his country, remember?"
The dude acted like he'd told before, but had he? I couldn't remember.
Drinking aside, this was a lively place. There were people drinking, hitting on the waitresses, even bringing in girls and some girls were hitting on the waiters- yeah, rather lively place. Weird, but definitely lively.
"Look girls, wait in the inn, I'll get back to you in about half an hour!" Dick whispered, very vigorously.
What was the point in whispering though? I could still hear him clearly even through all this background noise.
