Reading reviews of a pub always seemed kind of dumb to him. He preferred to experience things for himself. He was willing to try new places suggested by people, but random assholes writing reviews, who could really trust them?
To ask how long ago sat on the tip of his tongue. Her smile distracting him before he could say something that would have sounded a little strange anyhow. "Aye. I've never had much opportunity to get my arse over here." Pulling his gaze away from her face was difficult but he managed to look down at his beer instead. Was he staring too much? He never had this much trouble with women. He never met someone he had been dreaming about forever. No, no, he was going to ask.
"How long ago were you over there?" He attempted to say in a nonchalant manner.