From the Books: "'Pick any damn place you want,' came a rough voice from the gloom.
'Now, Karah, at least be lettin’ the lad be havin’ a pint before yer rude to him.'
My eyes had adjusted by now, so I could tell the second voice came from a large and wild-bearded man behind the bar.
'Yes, Da,' shouted a solidly built, blond-haired girl, 'but sure as the lake is cold I’ll need to.'" - ALMD, p. 20