[ Ah, good. Miles relaxes too; he leans back on his forearms, enjoying the quiet. This is even better than the café, for him.

At the mention of wine though ... Miles groans faintly. If only he had wine in his room. If only he had wine at all. ]

I would normally, thank you very much. The trouble is acquiring it. Did you know there's a legal minimum age for purchase here?

[ Not that that stops him from procuring it, but he feels bad enough getting the seller in trouble that he's procured less of it lately. ]