"The vicereine's reception?" Sareth repeated to himself, his tone dreamlike.
He gave a short laugh, a crooked smile coming to his face as he shook his head in mild disbelief. When he looked up, he had a genuine smile on his face, nodding as he answered, "Yes, yes that sounds ideal actually. I would be honored to attend such an affair and two guests... why I shall give the matter quite careful consideration, I assure you!"
Although the man still seemed tired from the night prior, there was now an unmistakable energy about him that was lacking when he first arrived at your door. "Oh and yes, The Keg shall do just fine. My personal apartment is located here, after all."
Still somewhat dazed by such an unhoped-for boon, there were a few moments of silence before he remembered himself and asked, "Is there anything else I can provide for you this morning, my friends?"