[Poggio]

By the end of his trek, Alex founds himself sitting in a tavern nursing a beer and some fries. It was not as good as the pub but it was the only place that stayed open to cater to late night tourist. He found himself listening to the conversations around him very discretely. The one at the end of the bar was starting to prove fruitful if not at least amusing. By the end of his second drink, he was sure their conversation was some kind of code.