<div style="text-align: justify;">Ursula felt something was odd about the young man she was talking to, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. Whatever it was, he didn't seem to be a bad guy, so that was all right. Anything else could be dealt with.<br/><br/>When he said it was his first time in an inn like this one, Ursula wondered what he meant by 'like this one'. Was it a good, or a bad thing? She felt tempted to ask, but changed her mind and decided to let it go. "I know", she replied with a gentle chuckle when he said his name was John. "You are a bit of a shy young man, are you not? But that is fine, just relax and eat your meal."<br/><br/>As he seemed to be unable to decide what he wanted, Ursula decided for the stew. It was a heartier meal, and it would warm him up if he needed that. "I will bring you the stew, and if you dislike it, I will switch for the chicken", she suggested gently. The way he talked about something special and looked her in the eye didn't go unnoticed to Ursula. She felt her cheeks warm up a little, and hoped her complexion covered the fact that she was blushing.<br/><br/>"I... I hope you find what you are looking for", she replied gently. "Now, if you excuse me, I will bring your stew. Don't go anywhere".<br/>With these words, Ursula went in the kitchen to fill a bowl with the stew and pick up some corn bread. As she did so, Ursula's mind worked. Who was that guy, coming out of nowhere like this and acting really strange? He seemed like a nice person, but there was clearly something different and strange around him. Making up her mind, Ursula decided she would ask a few questions when she returned to the guy's table. It took her a few minutes to return with the food on a tray, and she placed it in front of the young man, sitting across the table from him. "I hope you like the stew", she said, before letting her curiosity get the best of her. "So, this place you come from... is it far from here?"</div>