[ What is he supposed to make of that wink?? Or any of this? So different from the Koltira he knows, entirely too different; Bariyan doesn't know how to compose himself.

He just stares back, and then hurriedly picks up his glass again. ]

Not a problem.

So... is there anything you want to ask? Or anything that you need? [ speaking of: Bariyan waves the bartender back, pushing his now-empty glass across the counter for a refill. ] I've been here a while, so I should be able to help with most anything you'd want.