"Hey," Allan said, his smile broadening. There was just a touch of home in her voice and that was good. He gave the Lamb an extra half point.
"Good afternoon, to you. I would like ..." he scanned the optics and the pumps, "Hah! A pint of Smithwick's please and your menu if you do lunches." He smiled. "I just moved to the City and need to make sure I won't starve, see."