It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Scanlan Shorthalt, a gnome bard . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, Meanwhile, the rest of the party arrive at The Shade, a lounge tavern with segmented spots that doubles as a hookah bar. Keyleth reveals that the Earth Ashari are  super into hookah , which could mean that when she visited months ago, she had partaken in it.
DM: He nods. "It may take a bit of time. I know someone who could bring this, but I could not bring you to them. They'd have to bring it to you."
Player: Where can we meet?
DM: "Well, where are you staying?"
Player: I'm staying outside of the walls in a small encampment, but I can meet him sometime tonight inside the walls.
DM: "Where would you need to meet?"
Player: How about where we first met, at that same intersection, or is that too busy?
DM: "That is far too busy. It needs to be private, away."
Player: I'm sort of a visitor here.
DM: "If you want a place to stay, there is Luck's Run, the casino. There are back rooms there."
Player: There's a casino?
DM: "Yes."
Player: Hells yes.
DM: "There is the Debt's Respite Inn, which has its own grasp of lowlifes. Those are probably the best bets."
Player: Let's meet in a room at the casino.
DM: "The casino it is. Which room?"
Player: The red room? I'm not familiar with this casino. I'll need some guidance.
DM: "Wear a red shirt. He will find you in the casino."
Player: Okay. That sounds good.
DM: "All right. Hour past sundown, we'll find you there."
Player: Tonight? What time?
DM: "An hour past sundown."
Player: Oh, sorry. I was thinking about the casino. Sorry.
DM: "How much do you want?"
Player: Oh my god. I'm not prepared for this!
DM: He starts looking a little untrusting.
