Belin looked over her shoulder for Dwarin, but he was nowhere to be seen. She cleared her throat.
"Remember
Rule 2," she said quietly. "After all, the rooms upstairs also need to be cleaned, and the back of the mantelpiece could use a good dusting."
She looked into the fire, suddenly feeling a little sleepy. "You know," she remarked, in a sudden, confidential voice, "we know all about the inn already. Let's hear about all of
you. Why else do we gather here?"