Shade
The man nods his agreement with your words, and walks to the door, opening it slightly. The inkeeper stands, red-faced and angry, in the hallway, flanked by two priests.
The man passes some money to the inkeeper. "It's most of it. Please, give me a little time to get the rest."
The inkeeper nearly explodes at this. "You seem to have a very short memory! I have no time for this - I have a business to run, and am not in any mood to tolerate gamblers and their debts!" He pushes the door open.
The priests step forward and take the man by the arms. He puts up very little struggle, and they escort him out of the room and into the hall.
The inkeeper eyes you angrily. "I suppose he owes you some money, too! Or maybe you're of his ilk, eh? In either case, I've got no business with you, and he's no longer renting this room from me, so you'll have to clear outta here!"