"Aye, worked on the Sea for a while. Lots of halflings down there, but mostly dwarves, as you can probably guess. Never really saw anything interesting, the job was kind of a bore. Did see me one of those...what are they called...drow once, though." When the man comes in and leaves with the woman, he snickers. "I wager his bed'll be warmed tonight." After the barmaid's return, he laughs and says, "You don't need to ask a halfling twice to eat. Of course I'll have a second course! Some beef, please, and some bread, the nice, crusty kind the way the gnomes make it. And an ale, of course." He pats his coin ouch. "And I'll by this round of ales for my companions. Well met, travellers." He winks again.