The man jumped away as Arran turned to look at him, "Sorry, sorry. Don't tell the mage." He waved his hands in front of his chest and inched past on the opposite side of the door. He continued stammering on the entire time. "He must really be paying you a lot if you can afford that hair, it looks nice, I'm going to be leaving now." The man quickly turned and went into the common room where the bar was located.