"They should have lunch ready by now," he noted. They of course being a small team of servants. He had a tent--a portable office, really--set up near the sorting and inspection areas. He'd asked for goose in a blackberry sauce, but would have eaten almost anything at that point.
He took a sip from his flask, which he produced from a pocket.
"Anyway, you're welcome to come along if you'd like. It's just two agricultural administrators and myself. I don't know if you've noticed but they aren't wild conversationalists."