"A dragon. . .and his name is Smaug." The Baron contemplates this silently for a moment, as if this sums up the essence of the strange experience and really hammers it home. He realized that it would probably be best to not even try to compare this unusual place to home- as, this one had talking dragons. With names. He managed a smile at A, despite the settling shock, and a brief impulse to go on a tirade. It really didn't seem like a wise place for a tirade, however. "Now that does sound very nice. . . dragonscales. . .who'd have though it. I didn't think existed."