"Who?" Barkeep turned back just in time to see the Moogle pick up the frog, then shrugged and continued on his way. Sure, Greg was light, but carrying him some considerable distance was another thing. To add to that, Greg wouldn't stop wiggling around and rambling about some nonsense about hot dogs or whatnot.

See, this is why Mordecai and his wife don't have children.

A very tired Barkeep put Greg back on the ground when they were within sight of the restaurant. Even though he still had to make the kid walk without getting distracted, it was a shorter distance.

"Listen here, now. I don't know what sort of characters are in that place at the hour, so best be on your best behavior and don't start causin' no trouble in there, you hear?" He spoke in a stern voice he hoped could be taken as fatherly.