The food came pretty fast, though Arran found himself surrounded by the other patrons as he waited. For the most part they ignored the girl, but on occasion something would brush against something that it shouldn't.  Nothing really bad happened though, he got his bowls, he asked for two after all, and started heading away. Then suddenly a hand grabbed onto his arm and a deep voice sounded near his ear.<br/><br/>"Hey, why not lose that kid upstairs and come out back with me? I can pay you much more than he can." It was the man from before and he twirled a silver coin between his fingers. That one would be enough for Arran to pay for several new outfits and new boots if he wanted to.