"When I'm not working at Finnigan's, I also work at Sweet Nothings. Have you been in there? It's the patisserie on Monument Alley. I like to keep busy. And I play guitar. Even do open mic night sometimes." He moved his glass of water to the side as the waitress proceeded to pour their wine. "I think that's me in a nutshell. Don't like to keep idle."
He looked at his food, suddenly ravenous. "Well, this looks lush." Bryn smiled and lifted his wine glass, angling it towards Lucy. "Cheers. Or, as we say in Wales, iechyd da."