He might buy if he can locate the pouch he hides in his boot. If not then they will both have to be charming so that the alewenches do not question them.

Knights might not travel with money, but old aging storytellers do. For the ground is hard and these bones are no longer young.

"My name is...Marlowe, sir. William Marlowe, at your service." Since it doe snot do to tell a Fae creature your true name, lest they bind you by it and leave you subject to their whims. A harmless lie, to be sure.