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The man behind the counter yelled towards a door near the back of the building " Margaret get to the stove and start cooking, we need two chicken pies now." I couldn't believe how that man was talking to that woman, he was being so disrespectful.. The man turned back to me and was now semi-yelling in my face " six Cherith coins now!" Cherith coins?

I pulled out my American five dollar bill and the man looked very displeased.. He said "paper! What is this?" "I should throw you from my Tavern." I felt stupid.. What was I missing? Well I was missing a lot truly. The scrooched guy from earlier butt into the conversation and handed over the six cherith coins. I thanked the drunk man and headed towards Sydney who had found us a spot to sit. I sat down next to Sydney at the table.

This was the first time I got to fully take in the room around me. All the people in the tavern were speaking as if they were in a grand theater performing the play Hamlet.. 

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