Barkeep followed, keeping watch over the boy, then eyeing the strange coin he found. He stopped, considered whether he should just leave it for someone else, then picked it up and put it in his robe. Until he found a legitimate job, he was going to need anything he found.

He opened the door for Greg to enter. The tavern was only half-full, as the two of them already missed the lunch hour, but the noise level showed that this place was pretty popular no matter the time of day. A good place to work, Barkeep thought, if they were actually looking for employees.

"Now, now," he took hold of Greg's shoulder, "we're all orderin' together. That frog of yours might run off."

It was an animal, after all, and frogs weren't the type to obey commands.