Alyth walked back into the kitchen just in time to be sent back out again. She smiled at James and winked. "Sending me back out there already. I think you are trying to take over my kitchen." She was in a playful mood as she still had an elf up stairs that could go round three if she so cared to sneak up to his room, and now it looked as if the newest customer wanted a taste of all the Witch's Mound Pub and Inn had to offer.<br/><br/>Really, it was starting to shape up nicely, if they could keep their patrons coming through the door on this cold, raining evening. She still worried about the one that had gotten his fill of Irish a tad too early, but she figured when he came around he would be good to go. She would check on him in the morning.