"Yeah, that's where I grew up. I'll admit I like it much better there than over here." Adrian had a carefree sort of laugh. Knowing that Austin didn't grow up here also made it easier for him to joke about the barely breathable air around the city. It was definitely different to where he grew up, that was for sure and he did miss home but over the years, he'd grown oddly fond of all the pigeon poop everywhere. "I try to go home at least once a year for Christmas but I'm always sending them postcards or calling them." Six hours sounded like a dream to Adrian compared to the sixteen hours he had between his own parents.<br/><br/>If Austin wasn't hired from an escort company, Adrian was sure they would have become friends. At least, he hoped they would have and this wasn't just Austin's work personality. He was sharing a lot about himself so he assumed that he wasn't. There was still a little part of him niggling that this was all just a pretence. If it was, that would possibly make his plan a little easier, maybe.<br/><br/>"Austin?" He avoided looking at him, focusing on the food prep. "To be honest, I know it's not something your business does, but I've been having trouble... performing... sexually... and I was just curious to know if you would be willing to accept tips to try and help me out. You don't have to. To be honest, I'm really enjoying just this." There was a small smile on his face and a pretty obvious blush as well. He prayed Austin didn't take this all the wrong way and want to be taken back home. In all honesty, he'd almost prefer to just have dinner with him rather than any of that extra stuff.