Merlin tried to look mysterious and magical as Lancelot opened the door, and hide his true reaction of Lancelot's disheveled state. The man almost looked like he's turned grey from disinterest, and his home was not much better. The curtains weren't even open to let the light in.
"In a sense, yes to all of the above," he said, stepping cautiously into the room and closing the door behind him. He walked over to sit at the empty chair opposite and took the bottle of booze to drink directly from.
"I have had a portentous dream," he said in a deep, meaningful tone, rolling all his Rs. "And I have seen-" pause for dramatic effect "-The GRAIL."