Bob smiled and picked up his cane which he then pointed at Nedral as she was walking out the door, after a few muttered words his nose cracked back into place and the bleeding stopped, and Nedral had an annoying cut behind her left knee. After wiping the blood from his face with a cloth he had pulled from his vest, he set down a small bag of money grabbed his ale and walked to the door smiling.
I seem to have lost my pie cutter.