"I guess I'll see you tomorrow, my wallet is hungry, and this place seems to need some help with robbing people off their earnings."
Walking to the back of the stable, he used his bill as an ice-axe, and climbed unto the roof. Once up, he used the bill to remove a few planks before dropping into the hayloft. Burrying himself in the far end, he hoped no-one would notice him before dozing off.
Checking out seems not to do much.