He smiled softly at the familiar well wishes. "Limerick, eh?" he mused softly. No he wasn't going to say anything aloud, but he did think it. Although the name sounded familiar in another way. "I'm a book keeper. I used to have a shop in Belfast. Moved to Massachusetts a few months back."
It wasn't as if she was doing anything improper. He just picked up another napkin from the stack nearby. It was almost familiar, sitting in a pub, eating and exchanging pleasantries with someone. So terribly normal.
Unfortunately, the situation wasn't normal at all.