Well, at least he didn't comment on the obvious age different. Americans were the worst about it. But then, their age of consent laws were nearly as insane as their drinking age laws. No wonder the lot of them were so wound up.
They could get fucked, get married, vote and die for their bloody country legally before they could get drunk in it. Madness.
"I've no complaints," he assured him with a wry chuckle. "She's the best thing that ever happened to me." He raised his latest beer a bit. "To our wives and girlfriends. May they never meet."
Not that he had a woman on the side. It was just a good toast for when speaking of women.
He nodded. "I used to own a bookshop in Ireland," he told him. "Never been a librarian before. Not that much different though." He took a drink of his beer before continuing. "What sort of books do you fancy? There's a bit of everything, even with the CD books."
And there he went, being friendly again. His wife was gonna kill him.