After getting their orders, Farla went to the kitchen smiling brightly at the innkeeper as she passed by him. Humming loudly as she cooked up a large platter of bacon, eggs, and fresh biscuts the smell quickly filled the air. Grabbing a large pitcher she filled it with ale, her voice growing louder as she started to sing songs of far away lands and of great heroes. The older man, bagging loudly on the wall to get her to shut-up Farla laughed and sang louder in response. Kicking the swinging doors open she balanced a large tray with ease as she waltzed out the kitchen, her voice clear and loud as she made her way out from behind the bar.<br/><br/>"And through the mist they found their way..." Ending the song she gathered a few cups and added them to the tray, sticking her tongue out at the innkeeper as he complained out her singing saying it would chase away customers. Making her way over to the three people she noticed that the guy her age had made his way over there, smiling brightly she stood next to him. "Sorry it took so long, and it seems we are all out of fresh pillows." Laughing she placed the tray on the table quickly arranging the items on the tray on the wooden table.