The young woman serving your food and drink is somewhat homely, a fact not helped by the rather rotund belly, and seems somewhat apprehensive at first. At the clinking of your coin purses, however, she's all too happy to keep your bowls and mugs filled.
The room's fairly full, but a few patrons seem to stand out. Several elves and a couple of eladrin are gathered around a large table near the front windows; a slightly out of place young dragonborn lad (at least you think it's a lad) stands sweeping near the stairs upwards; a dwarf, female by the figure, sits by herself in green/grey robes, the only other patron even approaching Asteron's pace with the stew; and a group of two humans and a halfling seem to be involved in some form of gaming by the hearth.
Upon meeting Sunset's glance, the halfling offers her a wink and waves her over.
Dipani's call mostly leads to startled patrons and confusion, with the occasional suspicious glance at your table. The dragonborn, however, looks up with a gleam in his eye, and starts to head over.