Vaclav didn't even see her when he went to ask Miles for a place to sit. With a plate with a huge helping of whatever he was able to fit on his plate, he places both his plate and a cup of coffee down at the empty place at the table.

"Thank you!" He sounds enthusiastic to find himself a place to sit so he can enjoy a hot meal.

He sits himself down and he lifts a hand up to move his hair from out of his eyes. "I guess this is what happens when I decided to come late, and I'm just happy that there was still plenty of food left." His eyes look at the scrambled eggs and sausage like a child looks at candy in a candy store. And it doesn't take him long to spear one of many sausages with his fork and bite into it.

"As for your question, yes, I just arrived here not too long ago." Vaclav looks between the two. "Name's Vaclav Koller."