Yeah," Adriano says with a short laugh. "I forgot about the part where you have to lick the royal family's boots."
Just as you're laughing at Adriano's reaction, Fizza walks in proudly with Kelton's breastplate slung over her shoulder.
"What are you two laughing at? Got the grain yet?"
"Uh, no, Adriano was just getting it for me."
"I've already gone to the blacksmith and come back. What's taking you so long?" Then she notices Adriano there. "Who are you?"
"Adriano," you and Adriano say at the same time, as if it's obvious.
"Oh. Well, it sounds like . informed you about the grain. I'll leave this breastplate here, and pick it up once we return from the market. Then I'll pay you, if everything is in order. Tell the innkeeper it's for Fizza."
Adriano does not look impressed with Fizza's tone or the way she's ordering him around