The Headless Moose - Inverness, Scotland: 

- Pubkeeper: G'd evening, lad.

- Noctur: Good evening, mister Hartson.

- Mr. Hartson, the Pubkeeper: Blimey, what the hell is that thing on your
head, young sir?

- Noctur: 'Tis a wizard hat.

- Mr. Hartson: Rrrright.

- Noctur: See, I am a wizard.

- Mr. Hartson: A drunken wizard, if I dare to correct you this little bit.
Now, what may I offer you in order to deepen your level of intoxication,
master wizard?

- Noctur: A pint of whisky, please.

- Mr. Hartson. I see... a PINT of whisky.