It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Grog Strongjaw, a goliath barbarian . 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: Yeah. You see a man walks up to you, long dark curly hair, bit of a goatee growing. "How can I help you?"
Player: Yeah, I'm royalty from a far-off land. I pride myself on trying the fiercest spirit in the area that I'm visiting. What do you guys pride yourself on?
DM: "You want the Sandkheg's Hide."
Player: The sandcake side?
DM: "The Sandkheg's Hide."
Player: Oh, hide. Oh, is it a food or a drink?
DM: "It's a drink."
Player: Yeah, then one of those'd be great.
DM: "It's expensive."
Player: Yeah, well, don't tell anybody but I'm super fucking rich. Only because I have to check with my national treasury, how much is it?
DM: "Ah, do you wish to have a glass or a bottle?"
Player: A bottle.
DM: "A bottle will run you 350 gold pieces."
