Greg nodded and stood, taking the menu - not that the handheld version was likely to be any better to the chalkboard behind the bar, in terms of Greg's actual understanding of it. "You eat here much?" Maybe Blaise could recommend something, and then it wouldn't matter that Greg didn't know what 'fajitas' were, or 'tostadas'. If all else failed, there was a burger section of the menu that Greg was pretty sure he couldn't go wrong with.
As they sat, Greg glanced around again, just so he knew who was around him. Being as big as he was, he had a habit of accidentally barrelling into people and he liked to keep it to a minimum, if he could.