Jechin stumbles up the stairs, still somewhat dizzy.

Jechin: I-I'll just... go get that upstairs room ready.

He turns, pointing upwards.

Jechin: But a-as soon as you're healed up you'll have to find a new place! I'm not running a charity y'know!

The silver haired girl looks up, smiling.

Girl: I wouldn't have it any other way, sir.

Dorian comes over, a bit confused.

Dorian: How did you...?

Girl: Like I was always taught: "If you can fill a need you can make the sale."

She begins to hobble back across the room using the pole. Eesa chases after her.

Dorian: But he...

Girl: I'm a barback now. Goodness knows this place needs one.

Dorian: Er... Well, I suppose...

Eesa gets in front of the silver haired girl, and stops her.

Eesa: Wait. Please sit down.