"I've taken quite a liking to this place. All very... Genuine, isn't it? Better than the city. I suppose anywhere is though, until you've been there long enough to change your mind." She smiled. "How much do I owe you for that?" She asked quietly, gesturing to the newly-filled brandy glass.<br/><br/>"Which four?" Amy leaned over the bar, looking up at him, genuine interest in her eyes.