Chapter 15: Ale, Meat, and Mayhem ( 15 )
After the bath, I joined the group for a drink. The 3-copper coin ale wasn't bad. Gulp, gulp, gulp... "Ahhhh... refreshing." I had to admit, this was the highlight of my day so far.
One of the guys shouted, "Oi, crazy guy."
"Huh?" I turned to him, wiping my mouth.
"Wanna join us for dinner?"
"You paying?" I asked, hopeful but skeptical.
He snorted. "Hah! No! We all pay for ourselves. Come on, crazy guy, we all got the same pay... well, except you. AHAHAHA!"
"Fine," I muttered, rolling my eyes. "But it better not be some expensive place."
Another chimed in, slapping my back. "Don't worry, we're repairmen, not fancy nobles. Of course, we've got a regular spot—good food, cheap prices."
I followed them, feeling a little curious and a lot hungry. "Better not regret this," I muttered, as my stomach growled in agreement.
One of the guys laughed, slapping his knee. "Why worry about tomorrow, crazy guy? All you need tonight is a place to sleep."
I raised an eyebrow. "Oh yeah? What do you suggest? A royal palace?"