Drake nods to the monk as he enters, doing his level best not to be intimidated by the potential competition.  When the bigger man sits down, the sorcerer shifts ever so subtly on his seat, sliding down in his normally loose pants, to reveal one area in which there's not much difference in their sizes.  His food arrives at about that time, so he sits back and listens for a moment, enjoying the delicious ham and eggs, until Callie's outburst.<br/><br/><em>Well, this conversation took a nasty turn...</em>"But who's going to pass the judgment on a whole way of life?  Yeah, stealing is wrong, but are you going to put every other halfling in the world behind bars for it?  Sounds to me like the best thing to do is just be who you are, and don't let what people think about other halflings get to you."<br/><br/>Waving his fork for emphasis, he goes on.  "Really though, the morning's too fine and the company too pleasant to be arguing, wouldn't you say ladies?  The sun is bright, the food's delicious, and I'll bet adventure comes knocking on the door any minute now.  Who's got the time to debate customs and social reforms when a new day beckons?"