[Maeggaladiel]

"Thank you, sir," Eleniel said as she took a seat. "I don't mean to intrude, but Arrow here is hard to move if he takes a liking to someone." She smiled, somewhat apologetically. Arrow cast her a smug look as the gentleman scratched his nose.

"What brings you to the Green Dragon, if I may be so bold as to ask? Business? Pleasure?" she asked him.

The man was momentarily distracted by something behind them. Eleniel followed his gaze to the gentleman who had made the speech earlier. It seemed as though he had stolen a coin from the hobbit's donation. Odd, he seemed a pleasant fellow, not at all the thieving sort. Oh well, Eleniel supposed that alcohol had that effect on people.

Arrow shoved his wet nose into his new friend's palm rather forcefully, annoyed that the man had stopped petting him.

"Arrow," chided Eleniel. "Be nice." The silver dog cast her a forlorn glance before licking the man's fingers in apology.