[ Strange is a good audience, giving Lambert a 'go on' sort of look as he builds up suspense and listening intently when Lambert starts describing the seemingly unrelated story of the baron and his wife that Strange is fairly certain will somehow turn out to be related to this whole nonsense. He takes a sip of his drink, listening expectantly.

And then when Lambert mentions what he wanted the griffin for, Strange almost instantly chokes on his drink.
Fun fact! Choking on White Gull is not fun, and Strange just launches into an awkward slightly laughing slightly choking entirely undignified coughing fit for a moment or two before he regains his composure. When he starts talking again, Strange's tone pretty muck implies he finds the whole thing hilarious. ]

Surely that'd be uncomfortable. Even with just the feathers getting into certain places... [ Strange trails off as he gives Lambert a big, shithead grin of his own. ] Well go on. Did you catch the beast for them?

[ and then did they fuck on it??? Important questions here! ]