Lucky you.

[He snorts, amused, but also a little honestly jealous. Good for him, if he can find something good in being stuck out here.

Hawke rises, taking their glasses and moving to go wash them behind the bar. He needs to start his shift soon so unfortunately he'll have to ask more about whatever it is the stars sing later.]

Well this was fun! You should see if you can maybe perform here in the bar. I'll ask the manager for you, if you're interested.