"Well-met indeed," Tavi says with a warm smile.

It's been too long since he had anyone besides the ones he already knew in the Bar who treat him as anything other than...

Well. Tavi also laughs a little. "I wouldn't know what you would wish for. I suggest you ask the Bar, and if she has it, she'll provide it. Bar, my regular, if you will? And some bread and oil." It quite conveniently appears.