Well. We know next to nothing about each other, when one gets down to it. Why don't you start by telling me some basic things, likes and dislikes, things like that?

[He says, before knocking back a slug of his drink. And whilst Julian would be happy to croon away in his Nevivon accent were he to realise the other man likes the sound of it, he's hoping this might help to distract him. Talking about simple things, for a while.]