When Ale Else Fails
Mike: You broke up the bar fight, but the whole inn is mad at you. They blame you for spilling their ale. An angry mob approaches.
Lisa: Rogues can vanish in D&D, right?
Bink: Litterballs! We're goners!
PooPal: Maybe I can reason with them.
Mike: They close in on Chloe, who's still now paying attention.
Chloe hands Mike her drawing.
Mike holds the drawing up. It's of a beer.
Mike: I get it. You want me to drink a beer, chill out, get off your case.
Chloe: BUY THE ANGRY MOB BEERS!