"I think I prefer scotch.  But a free drink is a free drink."  He took another sip, still not sure about the drink.  "Of course, now that the locals know that you can sing, you may have added to your workload.  So you may have to hire that temporary bartender so you can spend more time on stage."  Nathan gave her a wink, before glancing out the window, following Abia's gaze<br/><br/>"It's been raining like that for days back in the woods.  I like the rain, but couple the rain with unexpectedly cool weather, and I decided I needed to find shelter for a couple of nights.  I'll have to lay all my clothing out tonight so it can dry from all those days of being constantly damp."  He thought about that a moment and then said "Maybe in Midnight's stall instead of my room, so I don't have to smell wet clothes all night long.  She won't mind."<br/><br/>Nathan emptied his glass in a single gulp and found his head spinning.  The drink was having a peculiar effect on him.  He gave Abia a grin as he leaned towards her, a little unsteady, and asked "When does the tavern close for the night?"