[He was waiting for the normal pleasantries to kick in, since having a random beer with someone claiming to have charts to explain avocado toast was something that he expected to earn at least some head scratching. Everyone was so busy playing nice except those that clearly knew him even when he couldn't say the same. From what he had gathered - and it was all very confusing - there had been another him before he had arrived, which seemed impossible except for how weird everyone acted in this place.

He definitely was, at this point, looking for people he could have common ground with. He was used to working with a group as much as alone.]

Well, I am a stand up guy. Why wouldn't someone want to get to know me? I mean... look at me?

[He smirked at that, sipping at his beer.]

Family in New York. Favourite food is lasagna; I am Italian, so I get few options on favourites or my ol' Nona would come back from the dead and give me a swift ear pinching. Action-thrillers kill me dead because I recognize how fake it is. Your turn. You know, before we get to the banana.