[This is going to be so entertaining. Apparently, Zev thinks so too because he grins again and strides off with determination, waving Merlin to follow him.]

Come then! This is something you really must try.

[There's also a selection of delightful pastries if Merlin should desire. Inside, it's a good deal dimmer than on the street, but if Merlin follows that patch of blond, he should be good. Just in case, Zevran keeps one hand near his sleeve. Mind the tables, Merlin, till your eyes adjust.

Zevran slides into a booth on one side of an empty corner table, and directs Merlin to the other. While they wait for the waitstaff, he'll start to explain, tone conversational but voice lowered. They are indoors after all.]

Where to start...You'll forgive me, I hope, 'tis a bit of a long story. Circle mages are kept in one place so that the Templars can keep an eye on them. It's not as bad as it sounds! It's just that mages have a habit of getting possessed by demons every now and again.

[Except that is every bit as bad as it sounds and worse. Then the waiter walks up, and his attention is on the other man.]

Yes, two black coffees, please, and some cream. Oh, and a pitcher of water if you will? No ice. Thank you.