Sal followed the priest in, eyes scanning the common room for the mage and possibly the warrior, though she may not have come down yet.  "Would you care for some breakfast?  The innkeeper here owes me some change; a few rashers of bacon and good porridge would probably do you well."  Sal no longer needed to eat, and had not needed to ever since he got the "traveling enchantment" put on his ring.  However, it was all different now that it was a natural part of him.  Still, he might sneak a bite or two; he did love bacon.