Where there be people, there be booze. And food, lots of food. That was one thing Owen was glad for, at least, especially after all the crap they'd just been through.

Not that this guy would know about that. Owen wasn't the most sociable of people, but he was pretty sure that he'd never seen him around. A newcomer, he was guessing. It took him a moment to process the guy's words, and he looked down to his own plate, nodding.

"Right. Sure, uh," he pondered for a moment, then pursed his lips and shrugged. "They have some really good sandwiches? Kinda like sloppy joe's, though they don't call it that. Decent steak, too."