Sheppard's Pie.

Dorian realised he talked out loud and looked up in embarrassment. Looking well realizing no body was starring at him like he was mad he re-examined the new stranger in the Inn.
Dorian watched the man for a while examining him like one would a puzzle. -Your fascination with people is odd Hatchling- Dorian brought a rather rude gesture to the forefront of his mind when the stranger pushed the pie away with a hint of distain. ~interesting...the pie isn't the best I've had or anything but it's average for a Inn...~ The voice piped up again -Humans are such boring mysteries...-
Dorian ignored the voice and got up walking over to the man in a calm and friendly manner. He stood next to the chair opposite of him and tried to look friendly "well met stranger! Care for some company?" Before he let the cloaked man finish he sat down his smile never fading.