[ Luna shakes her head, an airy dismissal. ] Oh, no worries. We've been there before, and we'll go again. We've probably got loads more time here than your group anyway, I expect, unless it takes a while to catch that dragon.

And besides. I'm stuffed. I'll have to walk off some of this before ice cream. [ She waves a hand at their table. They've done a fairly good job of demolishing the liquor and the family-style plates — and whatever food is left on the table, it looks like Rolf and one of the Romanians are only too pleased to dig into and polish off. Rough hands, hungry work. ]

If you want ice cream, though...