Vaguely startled that someone in the city understood French, he looked over at the man stood beside him. "It is... large." JP offered, glancing up again. Truly he didn't understand why people felt the need to go so big with buildings. The larger they were the more there was to fall, but each to their own, and it looked at home in the city at least.
Turning back to the guy who'd spoken to him, JP looked him over. There was an air to him, an authority, something about him made him stand out from the others walking around. "My name is Jean-Paul, I've just moved to the area. I don't suppose you know of a decent coffee shop that isn't Starbucks do you?"