Lucien had certainly not expected Geralt to take further interest in his board, but he hadn't really been given much time to answer him, as he had already began to make his way toward the desk. He held back a sigh, it was too late now. The man clearly had no hesitation when it came to satisfying his own curiosity. That shouldn't have surprised him, but he didn't get too annoyed by it, and allowed the flavor of the wine to distract him.

[color=burlywood]"You certainly know your wine well."[/color] He commented, as the man wasn't wrong in his statement. 

At his following question, Lucien glanced in Geralt's direction as he inspected the board. [color=burlywood]"Around twenty-two years? It's been quite a while."[/color] He said. Honestly he didn't mind answering these types of questions, it's not like he had anything to hide, it also opened windows for him to ask some of his own if he wanted to, though he wasn't sure how quickly he wanted to begin to pry into the man's life. 

[color=burlywood]"And you? Berlin was it?"[/color] He asked, finding it a good chance to return the question.