As he watched the girl enter the pub and greet every patron with a grin, Zach mentally poured one out to his patience's grave. This was going to be a very long interview - or a very short one, and was likely to end poorly for at least one of them, one way or the other.
"Yes I am. And I assume you're Ariana? Would you like me to order you something different?" he asked with a polite smile, as friendly as he could make it.