Juan
*There were a few moments of the tavern's simple sounds of chatter being interrupted by loins chewing and a few occasional squeals of joy. For a food she ate almost every day, her reaction was a liiiiittle bit strong! After she finished munching on her sandwich, she licked up the remaining sauce off of her fingers, and with a satisfied grin crossed her arms.* "I think you were wrong, mister Terrel, it seems to have gone missing!"
Paul
"I think we both know exactly where that went. You aren't hiding anything."*He'd comment with a grin, taking more time to enjoy his food before he'd eventually finish some time after M'ra. His reaction wasn't as over the top, but even Terrel could enjoy some good Silnarian cooking whenever he returned to the place, even if it was temporary until he inevitably set out again. Maybe he could return some time once he was done laying low for a bit.*
Juan
*The dwarf gave a playful wave in the air, shaking her head as she crossed her arms.* "Sir, I have no idea what you alude to! It would be the peak of disrespect and defamation for thou to say I am lying, a stain upon my reputation." *She jokingly huffed, playing the part of a sleazy businessman. A short while later, the waitress came back, and almost as if out of nowhere, M'ra had already taken out the coin for her sandwich. 
**"That'll be [some small amount of money that I don't know cause I don't know the currency lol]."**
Paul
"I'd say that by evidence you were the last one seen before that sandwich vanished."*He'd joke along with her. As the waitress came back, he'd hand over the amount for his food, glancing outside to notice the sun slowly passing its peak. He had better set out before it started coming close to evening unless he wanted to be stuck within the Capitol's land by sundown. The smile would fade a bit as he'd wait for the waitress to leave before eventually standing up.*"I should probably get ready to set off soon, but thanks for having me for lunch. This place has some good chefs."