"Le Havre?" Jared repeated, or at least he attempted to. His lack of French knowledge combined with his accent made for a very butchered version of where she was from. He bit his bottom lip for a moment after he mispronounced it. He didn't expect to pronounce it perfectly, but he didn't expect it to come out so broken. "Sorry 'bout that." He remarked. "I guess my French could use some work. Never thought I'd mess up the name of a place that badly." He wasn't sure if it was a city or a town. Maybe a state? For all Jared new, geography categories were identical for all continents. Or perhaps they were very different? He decided it'd be better not to ask, no point in making a display of a lack of knowledge. "That's a shame, about the old friends." Jared noted. "You may or may notta guessed, but I ain't really from around here either. Though, maybe I don't come from quite as far as you do."<br/><br/>She recommend he visit Europe one day. He could see it in his head in that moment, surrounded by people that he couldn't even speak to. He admired Bridget for being bi-lingual, or at least he assumed so if she'd grown up in France she must have spoken French. "Maybe." He said, thinking about it. The place was supposed to be pretty beautiful from what he'd heard. "Probably better if I brush up on my knowledge. Maybe learn some other language, just a lil' bit anyway." He couldn't really picture it, but maybe he would one day. Europe was a good a place as any, so why not?<br/><br/>It was at that moment Bridget called the bartender over. Jared shot her a smirk, she was good. "I got it. It's not like my tab's gettin' any lower either way." Jared said before the bar tender approached and gave Jared a playful look. "Surprise to see you here at all with company. And so early. What's the occasion exactly?" The man asked, giving him a laugh, his appearance was pretty scruffy, as though he hadn't shaved in a year or two maybe, stood decently tall enough, wore a black t-shirt and blue jeans. "No occasion at all Frank." Jared said, returning the laugh.<br/><br/>"Should I be getting you the usual? Or, it would be usual if it wasn't once or twice a month. You get the point." The man said, taking a jab of words at Jared so to speak. "Too early for anythin' too strong I think." Jared said, the last thing he wanted to do was wind up drunk. Lord knows where he'd have woken up the next morning. Jared looked over to Bridget. "I'll take whatever she's havin'. Probably for the best that I don't drink too much or too little."