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, you learns that the name of the female gnome flutist is Kaylie. you and Kaylie get to talking, and Kaylie quickly dismisses you's flirtations.
DM: "Certainly!" He goes and calls over, he goes, "Kaylie, Zed, help me with the tables." And the gnome and the rotund bearded human rush off and start grabbing a couple of the tables and they cram them in the corner, so now you basically have built this monopoly on the far corner of the tavern now, where all of you guys can sit around and cluster.
Player: Kaylie, that was some fine playing. I might have a tip or two about breath control.
DM: "Sorry, not all of us are quite as old and seasoned as the others." (jeering and laughter)
Player: Well, I've learned quite a thing or two in my years and, it might interest you to take a little private tutoring session sometime.
DM: "Scanlan Shorthalt. You know, I've heard quite a bit about you."
Player: My legend is spread far and wide, I'm sure.
DM: "Indeed. And I know better than most ladies that may cross your path."
