a drunken halfing named Scruff wanders into the tavern with a mug in his hand and his rifle in another. "GREEN FAIRY!!!!!!, WHERE ARE YOU, GREEN FAIRY!!!!!! HIC"
The halfling looks down on his empty cup in dissapointment, than looks back at the fairy. My dad always loved his hat.... but maybe it just needs a new owner. The halfling pauses, than he finally said, nevermind I guess you can have it.... but can you trade me for its worth?
Throws an acorn and pegs fluffy in the back of his head. Giggles can be heard from the rafters above. Tashika sneeks back into the shadows.. Keeping her eye on the silly drunken fluffy.