[Friend... Well Gaius is the closest thing to a friend he has now. He smiles at the glasses guy, uncertain but not unfriendly. He doesn't want to come across as weird even if he feels jumpy and out of his own skin right now, but maybe he'll just come across as shy. He lifts a hand in greeting.]

Hey. Gaius told me this place was really nice.

[And it is nice, the piano music alone is somehow helping just a little, soothing his agitation enough that he can probably pretend he's not full of anxiety for a little while.]