[She watches him drink, her gaze flickering back towards the tavern door.]

It's no trouble. It isn't always like this, although whether it's natural seasonal variation or someone tampering with the climate controls is up for debate. I've never been anywhere so hot.

[She starts fiddling with one of the silver buttons on her jacket.] In the interest of not being turned to ash, do you want me to vouch for you and try to get you into the tavern?