[Holy shit, Barkeep. Way to put it all out there. Sheesh. Santa steps a little away from him...and then from Dylas, and his dumb antlers, so that the hot bartender doesn't think he's part of this weird-ass group. Even though he is.]

Barkeep hit his head. You don't gotta listen to him. We're from outta town, and Ed's helpin' us find who we're lookin' for.

[Because 'the most trustworthy guy in town' does not equal 'dump all of our inter-dimensional problems onto a dude without even having him solve some puzzles to get his feet wet on the subject.' They don't need to break any of Ed's friends' brains.]