"Cali-ope? Haha! I find that rather hard to say. I will just call you Cali, if that is okay?" Eli gently held his hand, with Tani on it, next to hers, forming a little bridge for the miniature dragon to cross. He then slowly slid the full mug of ale across the counter. "You deserve it! Please, do not give me such hope and then not accept reward, you will make me feel guilty!", he claimed, in rather high spirits.
A chime was heard as a man entered the tavern. He looked to be in his mid-thirties, with short, blonde hair and one leg missing, walking on a crutch to compensate. As he hobbled up to the bar, Eli called out to him and anyone else that would care. "Hey, Jiff! You have returned from the sea!"
Jiff sat down and looked over to Caliope as if trying to retrieve a long forgotten memory but gave up after a few seconds. "So, Eli, who's this lovely lady? She new?"