Fuzzy: The Dragons Den
"Home of Poacher's Pale - best ale there is," Berta smiles at the compliment Tic proffers, raising a brow to see if she can tempt him to change his mind.
Once he's made his decision and she's filled his cup, she ducks into the back room for a moment, returning with one of the taller chairs Winnie requested, casually carrying it over to Rudolphus's table (one-handed as you'd expect from the Dragon's part-time bouncer who has no objection to advertising that fact) to swap it over.
"Plenty of thirsty citizens for all of us," Berta grins at Cass. "Maybe we should form a guild of our own ..."
Back at the bar, she turns her attention to Tic once more.
"Enjoying your drink ? What brings you to Tusk - business or pleasure ?"