'But what have you done to yourself, Abia, did you jump into the pantry and crash into the pots with flour and sugar? You look, well, a mess. Thank you for these plates, I shallnot speak for the others, but I am quite ready for such a feast. As for a drink, would you happen to have something hot, I know of a drink, but I am uncertain if it has reached the tavern, it is made with the beans from a plant called coffea. A race I encountered on my travels called the drink coffee. If you don't have that, or have never heard of it, which is all too well possible, just some fresh water will do me fine'.<br/><br/>He sat down on one of the bar stools, settling himself for a truly wonderful breakfast, one that he hadn't had in many a moon. 'Also, Abia, I think once we are all eating, I suggest you to go freshen up a bit, you really<i>do</i>look a mess, girl'.