The man left the tavern, the cocktail still on the table, and then quickly jogged back in. Over one of his shoulders was a polished wooden case, the size and shaping seeming to just scream 'violin.' Across his other shoulder was a similarity polished case, although the boxy nature of it didn't reveal what was inside. Across his back hung what looked like a felt or cloth bag, and occasionally his movements would cause a twanging sound to come from it.

He set the two cases down nex to each other, and then produced a small harmonica from a pocket, before playing a few notes on it. He finished the cocktail and nodded to the barman again, saying "y'know, I wouldn't want to disturb your boss, eh? You guys serve ale?