[He's definitely paying attention now, his hackles all a-raised. A fellow bard? Well, they're not competition -- not here, not yet, anyway -- so he can find it in his good graces to stop by. Someone who understood, well, anything of what he was about would be a comfort.]

I'll have to stop by.

[Ah. It sure has. Jaskier finds himself very reluctant to pull away, actually, which isn't exactly out of the way for himself -- and Fjord is quite a handsome man -- but there is often a little more time and flirting in the beginning. He tries to be courteous.

Oh? Perhaps there is a little flirtation.] Well, thank you. You have a lovely... face. [What? He's trying.] You did say something about showing me where to eat. I have time if you do. I can sing you a few more songs, if you'd like. No payment necessary.