Glancing up at the front Lancelot smiles a little as he steers toward it, stepping up toward the door before stopping and glancing back at Faolan. It was his choice so really he should lead them in, and he might have a booking...?

"It looks nice. Have you been here before?"

He hasn't, but Lancelot doesn't really eat out a lot in truth. He normally cooks for himself, since it is cheaper -- the fact that he enjoys cooking is a bonus.