Allan ate with great enthusiasm. Proper food this, that would stick to his ribs and keep him going all afternoon and evening as he got his workshop into order.
As he ate, he drank as well, savouring the coolness of the beer and appreciating that it wasn't too cold. You couldn't taste it if it was making your teeth ache.
He drained his glass and waited until Kara passed his way again before saying, "May I have another pint, please, me dear?"