He watched the figure step in, right on que, as the second mug arrived, and he hid his smirk as it approached him by taking a swig. He nearly choked as the hood lowered, and he started laughing at her, and he set the mug down, alternating between trying to not choke to death, and not get mauled to death by laughing at Meridia. It took a couple minutes, before he stopped either from happening, though he still snickered whenever he looked at the dragoness. "Thank you for the compliment. The upstairs has our rooms, the two at the end of the left hall, I was told. And you look like something out of a cliched bard's tale."