A plain damp room with many barrels of beer and wine.  The room is in need of a good cleaning as the floor is dirty and rats scurry about.
Storage room, Tavern
rat
an old woman
I am old and near death. I have seen and learned many things. I wish I could live longer.
*Cough* Are you going to hurt me? No rat, I don't think I'm going to much of anything anymore.... What's wrong? It can't be that bad. I fear I am near death. So much wasted time.... Is there anything I can do for you before I croak? Is the pantry full of food?  I think so. Would you like me to try and hobble my way back there to bring you some? Nah we can help ourselves. So, uh, do you need to talk about it? Oh, I wrote out my whole memoir already. Could you see that the other rats don't make a nest of my life's story?  Do you need them delivered to someone? We rats are pretty sneaky and I can get into anywhere. It's the least I can do for you bringing home all the best food Well, perhaps you could bring them to Gutenberg? A lover?