"I don't know about good, but I am trying." He led the way into the tavern and to a table, then waved for a waitress, and ordered a wine he knew was good, as well as water and chicken fingers. "They have a lot of wines, but none from home. I fear you'll have to relearn what you like, here, sir."

He sat back then, and rubbed his face. "A lot has happened since I saw you last."