He smirked and set aside both menus then, as both of them would have the same order. He decided a white wine would go best, and he liked the taste of it, anyway. "Ja, you is kinda lucky you hasn't been around since you tell me about what I hads. I can smoke agains, too." And he was glad for that. Though not being addicted to heroin was rather an amazing thing for him. He'd set the addiction aside and hadn't shot up since he was healed. Not that he didn't want to, or hadn't thought about it, he was just rather glad to be off it and was enjoying the ability to think clearly for a while.
"Before the roadie-girl came to here, I liveds right here, in Stockholm for a whiles. I grew ups here, too. Dis cities is some sorts of home for me." He paused in his thought to order for them both, also ordering the finest white wine to go with their dinner. The waiter smiled fondly at Lulu and then bowed out, going away to place the order. "I could tell you a whole lots about Sweden. Is like a whole different sorts of world den London or America. De whole cities is older den England, and vury much older dens America." He looked out the window, watching the people passing by.