If he can resign himself to the inevitability of Strange being Strange, it isn't so much a stretch to just deal with Lambert being Lambert or, frankly, anyone else being their own bizarre self within the carnival. Annoying on occasion, but still not the worst.

"Sounds more like the beginning of you falling off your horse," Childermass points out, even though he's already aware the witcher would have to go through several bottles (probably) to get that drunk. Overall, still seems like a bad idea. In any case, pockets full, something he's easily at home with doing — some people here used to be urchins, Lambert, including present company! — and so he just shrugs at the question. It'll be enough for Baker, even if he ends up giving up whatever else he's bringing along for himself.

"You'd be surprised at what he's able to eat," he adds after a second or two, when he turns to head back out the door again. "Fruit actually seems the better choice over meat."