"A fine eye you have there, Mister Rarden!" Louis exclaimed, patting Rarden on the back, before reaching up and adjusting his hat with both hands, making sure it fit snuggly, "C'mon, friends, meal will be on Caesar today!" He announced, marching up to the cozy looking restaurant. Before entering, he turned back to Fitch, and eyed him, "No drinking rum inside, and no breaking dishes, eh Mister Fitch?" Louis eyed down his clumsy friend, before his stoic face started to break up into a little bit of a smirk, and the sound of held back laughter could be made out coming from Louis' throat.