Susan nodded and rose from the table. She approached the dark stranger, whom she'd noticed was looking around shyly, as if wanting to talk but too afraid to start a conversation of his own. On the way, she asked one of the ubiquitous servers to brink two mugs to the table, mead for her and ale for him.
She sat, startling him. "Hello, I'm called Susan. I noticed you were here all by yourself and thought I'd buy you a drink." She said politely. She didn't menetion that all the drinks she bought were on the house.
He looked around, as if wondering where she'd come from. "I'm Cole. Um...thanks for the drink," he added as they arrived. He glanced into his mug, then sniffed it. "Ale," he commented noncomittally.
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