And take the map with him? Rude. Davesprite folds the map up for the moment, dropping his hands to one side and moving on towards the street.

"Yeah? How long has it been since you've had one?" It's more a point of interest; he can't really say he has the same sort of interest in alcohol. If they'd even serve him.

He glances both ways up the street, looking to see if he can spot any pubs or whatever the local equivalent is, then nods up the street. "That way."