The Dancing Stoat is a cheerful little pub characterized by its unusually brightly-lot interior and uncommonly well-equipped kitchen. The rooms upstairs are nothing special, but the main hall is filled with delicious smells at all hours of the day and night. The Dancing Stoat's exterior is plain save for a sign showing a brown-furred stoat gamboling in a field. The chairs are unusually comfortable and well-made, and large windows and plentiful torches ensure that the space feels brighter and cheerier than a typical pub.
The Dancing Stoat, Town
bar host
woman
I am a woman who has a wealthy husband. I enjoy watching plays. I have all of the best dresses.
Well, darling, I am starving! Perhaps I can take a look at your menu? I'll have a glass of our finest wine while I wait. Mug o' wine, you got it beautiful. It may taste a little, er, funny - that's completely fine I swears. Anywho, here's a menu fer yer pickin'. My god, this is dreadful! Surely you have something better back there. Perhaps in a CLEAN glass? Oh, uh certainly my dear! My apologies. Let me just take that and get you something better.  Ugh, why can't there be any upscale establishments in this god forsaken town. Well I ain't never been so affronted! And, uh, are you getting sleepy at all over there? I have plenty of energy! I could..dance....all...night.... Oh dear, do have a seat over here. We'll make sure you're taken care of fer certain! Just a small gift for my wife is the only charge. You...horrid...man...what have you...done to me! Now, now. Do be quiet Ms. the authorities can't hear you in here. You terrible monster, I never! Help! Help! These out to fetch a mint at the market! Business is good! Don't be frightened dear, you'll come to fresh as a daisy in the morning...