No garden? Such a shame but nevermind, it can't be helped. The small table Jim gestured to looked just fine. Caduceus smiled, nodded and walked over, carefully taking his seat. Being such a tall fellow he had to be careful not to bump into anything or anyone but he was a lot lighter than he looked so at least the chair should take his slim weight.

As Jim to the seat across from him, Caduceus turned his attention to the plants in the windowsill. Lightly he stroked his soft fingers over them, before digging a little into the soil. "You seem well looked after, my name's Caduceus Clay but you can just call me Caduceus. If you need anything while I'm here, just let me know, alright?" As strange as it seemed, the plants almost looked as though they understood what he said, very slightly moving towards his voice and looking a little more vibrant in his presence.

Jim's voice snapped him from his little distraction, pulling his hands away from the greenery and going to hold the menu, albeit upside down. "Oh, I'll have a nice withered tea if you have any? If not, chamomile would be fine thank you." Smiling across the table towards Jim as he handed his menu back to the staff looking a little embarrassed, seeing as he couldn't exactly read everything that was written on it in the first place.