The woman gave a pleasant laugh at the men's cautious attitude. She had learned enough about these guests a long time ago. It was specially waiting for them here.
"That's not possible, I'm just the person to bring your order, what did you want?"
Sam handed her the thin strip the bartender had given him.
She refused to say she wanted hot milk again.
What kind of knowledge merchant would mock his customers like that? If he really got his hands on the person who came up with this 'hot milk' password, he would beat him well.
"Oh I see, for which of you?"
Sam stepped forward "I"
Lakso moved just behind him to follow. However, the woman did not approve of this. She bent slightly as she opened the door to another entrance.
"Follow me please. Only the person who wants information can enter
