The little brown eyes squinted, then the wooden slab slid over the door again. There was another pause, and the door opened, revealing a grubby male halfling, evidentily standing on the nearby stool a few moments earlier.<br/><br/>"Gerund, eh? Well, come along, lash. Demilla ish on de top floor, room to de right of de shtairwaysh." He said as he closed the door behind her, rubbing his arms for warmth.<br/><br/>"Oh, and don't dishturb de odder patrons, eh?"