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, There is a defense being set up around the city to draw attention away from it. Vex asks if she could make another dragon slaying arrow and she says she'll work on it if she can get some resources from Percy.
DM: And goes to Scanlan and goes to ruffle your hair, and goes, "And you, you, my little bardish friend."
Player: Little?
DM: "No, you're actually physically little."
Player: Oh, I know.
DM: "You are a tinier person." "Embrace it! It's what makes you different."
Player: That's true, I suppose. I suppose. Yes, absolutely. We've been spreading the good word about you and your works.
DM: "So I've heard from all sorts of interesting folk. I only hope one day to wear clothes as fine as you."
Player: Oh! That's a nice compliment.
DM: "Percival."
