Krem took his eyes off the Marquis for what feels like one minute maximum and he's already getting (probably deservedly) manhandled by an armed and armored stranger, isn't that just his luck?

He makes a beeline for them, having been trying to negotiate his astronomical tab with the bartender, reaching up to grab at the back of the Orlesian's collar in order to at least stop him from getting whipped clear across the room if he can't de-escalate this fast enough. Normally he wouldn't be so bold as to just grab rich clients, but there is literally no way Marquis d'Lussard isn't fully black-out drunk right now. What he doesn't remember can't hurt Krem's sterling reputation.

This shockingly buff elf, however... "Sorry, I can see he's been bothering you."