"Even the rain has its charms!" What's more thrilling than huddling together in scant shelter, soaked through to the skin... Rain has its charms indeed.

"And fear not, I am on no strict schedule. I play when I play. I'm free to devote my time and attention to you, lovely. Perfectly safe to leave it here, the barkeep'll watch it. She does it every month for me."

Mat leads her around behind the tavern and stalls, down a little dead end alley bathed in shadow and well out of the way. He likes it as there's no doors or other little alleys into it, and it's easy to hear anyone coming if they wander this way.