" Hold on a moment, Master Innkeeper, " says Bhalag, raises one hand in a motion to stop.
" You must of had one too many drinks last night, lad, because the name is Bhalag, " says the dwarf, fixing Rethlin with a baleful glare. " You must be thinking of one of the other gentleman from the tavern, I think I know the one. "
His expression easing a little, he says, " It's good to see you folks again though. I'll come back down to have a chat once I've seen my room. "
With that, he clomps towards the stairs leading up to the next floor, heading after the innkeeper.