With the fight winding down thanks to the bard reminding them all of the consequences of starting a bar fight, Diego watched the gang of thugs pick themselves up and swear revenge on the lady they'd taken a beating for.  He fixed the slurring man with a glare and warned, "I ever see you here again, mate, you won't get away with just a few love taps.  Fuck off."<br/><br/>When the barkeep and maids ventured out of the kitchen, Diego couldn't help a twinge of guilt at the state of the place.  The owner at least appeared grateful to get rid of those thugs rather than raving about the state of his tavern.   "See, now you're being all nice about it and making me feel bad..." Diego replied.  With a sigh, he took his newly hefty coin purse from its respective pouch on his belt, weighed it in his hand, and reluctantly handed it to the barkeep, "Here, since I'm getting free room and board, anyway, and since I doubt you've seen the last of that bunch.  That should cover at least most of the damage as well as compensate your girls for the extra clean up.  Just do your girls a favor and hire yourself a reliable bouncer.  Actually, check that." He reached into the pouch and fished out a coin before making his way over to where the bard sat at the bar.<br/><br/>The coin was set a bit roughly next to the bard's tankard, Diego holding it down with two fingers as he said, "You have shite timing when it comes to exit cues, you melancholic bastard.  But, you didn't<i>have</i>to help me and I did promise myself I'd buy you a drink for it.  Since it sounds like your drinks are on the house tonight, I'll just leave you a nice tip." He clapped the man on the shoulder to show there were no hard feelings before making his way over to the woman he'd gone White Knight for.<br/><br/>"Have to say, a dining chair's not my first choice in improvised weaponry, but you seem to know how to handle one well enough," Diego said with a grin, "All the same, when someone gives you an out, it's usually best to take it.  Name's Diego, by the way.  Diego Felhorn."<br/><br/>His attention was taken from the pretty damsel in distress by a conversation between two of the gamblers, one of which who decided to come and pay his respects.  So, not only did Rufus know about Shay, he'd met with him personally and even left with him when he was here last.  Sounded like he'd be paying that lying piece of shit a visit.  "Where does Rufus live?  I think I'd like to pay him a visit and give him another chance to tell me the truth." he asked before glancing to Loretta and adding, "Feel like returning the favor, love?  Whatever spell you performed on that thug back there might come in handy."