"Not in the slightest. I'm finished with work for the night." With that, he got up and walked into the kitchen. A minute later, he emerged with two glasses filled with ice.

"Here you go. Let me know if you want more as this melts."

He then returned to his seat and poured some beer into his own glass before taking a sip of it. His face muscles tightened for a second -- the bitter taste is one he knows, but isn't accustomed to.

"Relax as much as you like. I'd offer to tell you about my day, but I'm afraid it's just not that interesting." He offered an apologetic smile after saying that.