Sandy
Aerin walked in and would grab a table for the other two. He laid down his arments and would take off his helmet, setting it off to the side.

"Ugh... My neck." He groaned.

He would then wait for the other two to enter in.
George
The Dunmer would walk in and grab a seat, looking around. She glared at Aerin for a bit, before her red eyes glanced around the room.
Sandy
"What?" He raised a brow.
George
"Nothing. I'm just tired and hungry..." She gave a quick answer.
Sandy
He wanted to press more on about it, but just shrugged. Tapping his fingers on the table as he waited for a barmaiden to take their order.