Bruno Hamfinder
The hobbit enjoyed a meal of potatoes, carrots, roasted pork, bread with butter and honey, cheese, apples and beer as the others at the table, noticeably without food and drink, looked on. The two humans and a dwarf were amazed at how quickly the food vanished into the hobbit's mouth with no interruption of conversation or respiration.
"There may be some danger involved with the expedition," one of the men said.
"Naturally," the hobbit replied as another potato vanished.
"You may need to help fight. Can you use a sword or dagger?"
"My word! I am an Acquisitions Agent, not a warrior. It appears two of you are armed and armored sufficiently to handle any hostilities," the hobbit answered.
"True enough. But you may be required to engage enemies," the other man said.
"Goodness gracious! I think that may call for an extra share," the hobbit said as he stood and reached across the table, "... of this bread and honey." He was no longer chewing and fixed the three with his eyes.