It honestly hadn't occurred to him that there might be carding happening. "I'm old enough to drink," he said. Sure, it was kind of just barely, but still.
He paused, and took a second to orient himself in the city, then nodded. "I think it's a few miles that way," he said, nodding in the general direction of The Chestnut Tree, which was what he thought it was called. But he really wasn't positive.