"Don't mention it." Aaron said. He started pick up the chairs knocked over during the fight, as well as the other debris knocked onto the floor. "All right people. Get out of here if you've already eaten." He said, and he tried to get the people to leave the tavern. Some left, some stayed, though mostly the drunks. Aaron suspected it was because of the fact that most of them have no where else to go. He turned to look at the hole in the ceiling. He still couldn't beleive the man had done that, even more surprised he waited so long to put an end to the fight. Oh well, Aaron thought,It's his tavern. Aaron thought about leaving the tavern himself, but he figured he might as well stay to eat. He found the waitress under a table. He extended his hand to her. "Come on out, I think it's over."