Geno tries to find what little silver he has within his belt-pouch of gold, but he can't quite seem to hunt it down. Not wanting to keep the impatient imp waiting any longer, he simply pulls out two gold coins and hands it over. "Can we get four more pints when you get the chance? Keep what's leftover, friend."<br/><br/>The dragonfolk wasn't sure why he was being friendly with this seemingly rude server, but he couldn't help it. It was just his nature.