"Sorry to bother you but do you know a good cave nearby to set up camp for the night, preferably one with nice draft." He looks around wondering hoe the candles are floating, then he realizes what old lady said, "How did you know I was coming." He sits and ponders for a bit but eventually forgets, "My story, what's in it for you, fine I tell ya if you really wanna know." He sits and reminisces about the cave, "I used to live in a cave full of dwarves until one day they thought my upper half was too unproportionate to my lower half" He wants to talk about how working out legs is pointless but he knows she'll understand, "And well lets just say I'm in the business for looking for a new cave that understands that working out legs is pointless."
