[ Sylvain glances up when someone else is led to his table. He's not exactly surprised by that, considering how packed this place seemed to be. All the 'unexpected arrivals', he's assuming.

Still, he offers the man a welcoming, friendly smile as he gestures across at the empty chair in invitation. ]

Not at all. Please, have a seat. It looks like most tables are doubling up around here, and honestly? I really don't mind the company right now. My name's Sylvain.