Rose smiled, comfortable with rattling off the menu. "Well, we've got a good stew and soda bread. I'm a fan of those big pretzels with the cheese. Then we've got Irish fish and chips." Rose honestly didn't know if they'd just slapped on the 'Irish' to go with the pub theme, or if they were somehow different from English fish and chips. That's what it said on the menu, though. Normally Rose didn't bother to mention it, but this guy might be able to spot the difference.
Maybe this wasn't going to be so bad. He could have just been narrating his own actions: he Rose from his seat... No, that still sounded crazy.