[Mostly one that he and Alucard frequent, and which Jaskier has put in a special request for keeping it in stock for his dhampir friend. (And Jaskier is not totally opposed to it himself. It has a bite he appreciates on some harder days.)

Jaskier, as promised once he's sent Astarion a time, has occupied a prime table and already has two glasses waiting, placed atop lacy coasters.

And once the vampire walks in, Jaskier gives him a wave. Alongside the two glasses is a canvas, carefully wrapped with delicate red ribbon.]

I brought a little surprise for you.

[The finished painting, which he'd put off some performances to finish. Now he sort of understands the appeal -- how he would find a certain energy, and paint for hours without feeling time pass.

And... he took the vampire's careful criticisms into account. There is no more (tasteful) mole, and the wrinkles are far less noticeable.] I do hope that, this time, it's more what you expected. And no, you needn't look at it in front of me.

[Lest the vampire finds more company to run from. Though considering it was Geralt, smelling of horse and holding dripping scorpions, he supposes he can't blame Astarion for it. Entirely.]