You go to your lodgings and have the innkeep show you directly to your room. Although you are ready for a drink, you're not about to share it with the mongrels below. "Bring me a pint," you say, dismissing the innkeep. You spend the evening in your room, drinking a few of those stale pints during your time. You've come down with a headache and chills, and none of the drinks seem to help, so you retire early.
When you wake in the morning, you're sore all over, and you feel weak; the drinks had more of an impact than you thought. Still, it's time to get about the day and clean this place up.