"Well," Kalem replied to Jelani in a snide tone, "I'm not really the marriage type." He then got up and turned to Wednesday.
"Can I order you to stop trying to trick us? It's getting rather annoying," he declared, before joining the dwarves. He loved to be a part of several conversations at once.
"Personally, I'm against mining. Dusty air always messes with the suit. As for drinking," he turned to the barkeep, "I'll have a Pan-Oceanic Gargleslasher, please." The odd drink was one that Kalem had custom ordered in the same tavern five years ago. He didn't remember what was in it, but knew it was brilliant.