Tyrion smiles at that, and claps Podrick's elbow gently, "You're a good man, Pod. Always have been, always will be."

He quirks a smile at Pod at his last comment, "Let us just say that I see much opportunity here, if I can dance fast enough for the Dragon's fiddles."

He walks along as best he can, nodding his head. As this was once his squire - well - he's glad to hear he's coming along so well. "You'll be tall as a tree soon, my lad. But all the better to become a great - and intelligent - warrior."

He looked up at the sign, his gaze brightening, "Is there wine?"