an itch to scratch

PHOEBE

Let you go and the lonely in
To take my heart again

Brabast indeed was lounging on the counter, though this time he was not alone. A pink dragonling that was on the larger end of the size scale - Pim of course - rested near the door. At this time of night people tended to be leaving, and those who came in yet oftentimes were drunk, rowdy, and trouble causing. So Pim made his presence plain and clear; not the biggest or scariest thing but enough to make most think twice about trying to cross the Madame.

With the ding of the bell the Madame appeared once more, smiling warmly at Jack. "Did you enjoy your stay, Captain?" she asked, tilting her head.