((His name is Flem Hannigan. He's a member of your adventuring party. You recently finished a quest and are relaxing at your favorite tavern. The rest of your party is shopping for supplies while you and Hannigan relax and share drinks. He hates his first name.))

You're sitting across each other while indulging in some blessed carbs. He downs his ale and lets out a frustrated sigh. — I'm so damn bored! It's too damn quiet in here, but I can't bear another shopping session with the others.