"Oh. Well - that sounds lovely." And now Rolf wanted to talk, apparently, which was ... good, probably. John made a mental note; the man was just a bit curt, perhaps. He sat again with his own coffee, black, and stretched out his legs in front of his chair. "I don't think you'll find that too hard. It is a small world, really, as much as it can seem otherwise. Helps with the law enforcement bit," he added, with a small, tight smile. "Out of curiosity, what was it they changed, precisely? About your book? I mean, if you don't mind. With the litigation, and all, I understand." Being an 'expert' on werewolves could mean an awful of of things, of course. He supposed he could have just read the book, but asking was easier.