Patrick
*The boy took a seat and shifted, getting comfortable at the edge of the seat.* "It's okay. My mother talks about a lot of complicated things with her friends, so I'm used to it." *He looked around at the three of them.* "My name's Tristyn. Tristyn Gray-Mane. My mother and I are going home to Whiterun, because she graduated from the Bard's College, so now we're going back to live with my Gran and my Gramps."
Samantha
He looks between the other men at the table and the boy before continuing the conversation, "Perhaps one of the khajiit caravans would be able to get their paws on some? They have their ways to get many exotic and rare items from far away places, and the khajiit are technically part of the Dominion." Realizing he should introduce himself to the kid, he pauses, "It is nice to meet you, Tristyn. I am Dar'zaddha, I am heading towards Cyrodiil with my friend here." He motions towards Haliochtus.
Joseph
"Ah, well met Tristyn. You may simply call me Bromfing. Hopefully your mother will be here shortly."

*Looking back over to Dar'zaddha and Haliochtus, he chimed in and responded to the former.*

"Not a bad idea, Dar'zaddha... I know of a caravan that frequents the grounds outside Whiterun's gates, and those of Morthal- or was it Markarth? My memories are a bit foggy these days, but anyways, I believe the merchant's name is Ri'saad. On a few occasions I've purchased some peculiar ingredients from him for my alchemical work, so it's not too far fetched to suggest he might have one in stock, or at least know of them."
Dante
"I am Haliochtus. I'd say my full name but I doubt anyone here could pronounce it." He says with a chuckle, "Perhaps they would have some, but I know of a way to get them without paying... If you're interested is a bit of mischief." He says with a sly smirk, "I doubt the Thalmor's mages would leave those useful stone back on Summerset." It's clear what he's suggesting, at least to those who can look into the subtext of it all, he's suggesting ambushing a Thalmor patrol