"Heh, don't I know it. Last time I tried to relax, a bar fight broke out and I had to help arrest the worst of them. Couldn't have one fucking night off..." Flashing a tired smile at the barmaid, she shrugs."And...I'll go with a pint of the standard ale. As long as it's not the dwarven stuff, I'm not picky." Maybe it's a surfacer thing, but she could never understand the appeal of the booze her underground kin consumed.