"I loved the original movie. I used to watch it with my older sister, and honestly I'm never quite certain if I wanted to be Dmitri, or get kissed by him. Although now that I think about it, he was probably a formative influence on my fashion choices as I grew up," he laughed. "But it was such a great film."
He took a seat near Theodore, raised the glass and appreciated it for a moment, before he took a sip. "I'm glad, I hadn't tried this one yet, my Mom brought several bottles from home when she visited last, and I'd been saving them for company." He'd also, generally, been trying to just drink less, something that was typically easier done when he had something to keep him busy, and the plays, plural, had provided that opportunity, which was good. Without them, everything with breaking things off with Hannah would have been more difficult, and it would have been easy to spiral, again. He took another sip of the wine and set it down on the arm of the chair for a moment.
"I've never been to England, or traveled much at all outside of the Northwest and California. What's it like in Wiltshire, outside of Stonehenge, I mean? Do you miss it at all or get homesick?"