It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Mollymauk Tealeaf, a tiefling blood hunter . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, At that moment, Caleb spots a bookstore, but it's closed and he can't see what if anything they have for sale. Jester buys flowers from an adorable little gnome girl.
DM: At that point, everyone goes, "Whoa!" With a flourish, you place the rest of the 30 gold piece pot on the table. "Ooh."
Player: So you'll all be giving me a little bit of gold for this later.
DM: "So?" Turns back and looks back at the miners, and they all go (heavy sigh).
Player: We'll be out of town in a week.
DM: They gather their gold off the table back again, and Irena goes, "Well, if that's it, it looks like our contenders for the night are-- (quietly) what are you called?"
Player: The Mighty Nein.
DM: "The Mighty Nein!"
Player: If I want to be known for something, this is exactly what I want to be known for.
DM: Cheers and clamoring continue around, and everyone starts shouting and yelling. "All right, let's set up these drinks people!" With that final slam on the table, she leaps off onto the ground and starts heading off towards the bar on the side. The other bartender-- the gnomish gentleman there is rapidly clearing out tankards and drinks, and he's starting to pull up bottles onto the countertop. They start pushing tables into the center again once more as the crowds begin to circle around, and Ol' Blemmy and the rest of his rather rough-looking crew that have seen some life in their time--
