“Interrupting? No, no - not at all! The guild will be glad to have you." Turning to the others, "it's so nice to see all of you. I have a proposition to make!” The burly half-orc withdraws a bone pipe from his vest pocket and pauses for a few moments to light it on a torch. “Make yourselves at home,” he announces as his massive frame drops into one of the available sturdy leather chairs. He begins to puff rings of sweet smelling smoke into the air. He seems to be waiting for you to do something.