“Hmm… Eden’s Garden?” Pantalone mumbles to himself as he steps away from the harsh cold, and into the dark-wood tavern. Loud chattering and rowdy customers fill up the room as Pantalone makes his entrance to the bar.

“What an interesting establishment you got here…” Pantalone calmly says, before he glances over to survey the whole tavern.

“I suppose business is blooming. Well then, do you perhaps… serve criminals, too?” he asks with a small chuckle.