Griffin grins. "It's good to meet you, Cayde! My name's Griffin!" He's standing here with a pint in one hand and a platter of snacks in the other. Cayde has crossed his arms and is not offering to shake hands, so Griffin continues to hold his pint and his snacks, unbothered. "This is your bar? So, wait...Are you a local?" For some reason he'd been getting vibes like maybe Cayde was from Somewhere Else, like he is, but maybe that was just because he'd mistaken the guy for a warforged at first.