Harry wrinkled his nose. Ugh. So this man was just testing him? Bastard. If he wasn't going to hire him, he should at least pay him for the time he wasted. And for his drink.

"Well..." he thought long and hard, which was difficult enough for him under normal circumstances. His inebriated state made it nearly impossible. "Oh! I think I know a bloke called Farris!" he suddenly shouted. A few heads turned. "Ha!" Or was it Fergus? Close enough. "I can take ye to him!"