The other tables did not wobble. Elric didn't choose this table, it was where he was to meet his contact. Otherwise he would have chosen one of the many other tables that appeared to be in better repair. The barmaid had given him a weird look when he had sat down here.
Before Elric could pursue paranoia a short man dressed in bright blue tunic slid into the chair across from him. The shorter man to be a little over 4 feet tall based on the size difference with Elric's own five foot eight stature.
"Do you know a good door repairman?" the shorter man said.
"No," Elric said but immediately remembered that was part of the introduction. "er, Yes. I swing that way." Inwardly he groane…