Adriaan made himself as dressed as he could (including armor) before taking Jon downstairs.  "Come on," he told him, "nothing better for a hangover than a good, hearty breakfast."  He hoped, given what had happened to the alcohol.  Eventually, Adriaan made his way down to the bar.  Once there, he pushed Jon onto a stool.  "Two helpings of bacon, eggs, and whatever greasy stuff you got, please," Adriaan told the bartender.<br/><br/>Then he turned around and looked over at Brelia.  "Morning."  He wanted to ask how she slept, but he thought that could be taken badly.  So he simply turned to face everyone.  "So, anybody got any ideas on how to earn us some scratch?  Or where, uh..."  He snapped his fingers a moment.  "Nilia!  Any idea where she got off to?"