"Thanks." The lizardman sits at the bar adjacent the... Cowboy? Gunslinger? He does not speak at first, but simply plants a few silver coins on the table. "Please bring me some food. I do not eat plants." Although Kothar probably could eat plants, he doesn't like it. He was born and raised a carnivore.
Sierra goes back to the spit and carves off a big chunk of meat for the lizardman.
Here you go, sir, is there anything else I can get for you?