Gareth stared at the menu blankly as he tried to piece together an order. "Uh... Eggs and sausage." Harker pulled himself to sit at an empty table near the bar, and he drummed on the wooden surface while he waited for the food. He was grateful that Sophia would pay for it all without making a huge dent in the wealth of royalty. God knows where they'd be without money. He scratched his shoulder and recalled his typical outfit was in his quarters and that he couldn't don his cloak like he usually would. They'd in all likelihood have to return to the castle for the day.