I assure you that I wasn’t asleep or passed out under my table; I was out scouting the country to the west of Bree. Perhaps it was someone else who crawled under there, hopefully you treated him well. I do appreciate your kind words, Master Tree, especially about my pipe; yes, it is very precious to me. Well now, Master Barkeep and Master Caster, with your bad eyes
perhaps it is time we had a drink together with the Tree and any others who wander into the Pony while we are here.