That wins him just the slightest of smiles. "You, too? It seems like there's a few of us floating around." With a final inspection of her glass to make sure there's nothing left, Jules allows herself a little more of a smile. "I'm not sure what point we really stop being new, to be honest."

Jules considers her glass, then shrugs and asks for a cocktail - "something stupidly colourful and full of fruit" - and the bartender gives her a brief look that certainly seems to ask are you serious? before shrugging and continuing on his way.

"Jules," she replies easily, swivelling her chair to face him a little better. "Now, you sound Irish, but are you from Ireland or somewhere with a similar accent from a world nothing at all like Earth?"

She was getting familiar with this game, oh yes. "Don't feel obligated to specify what Earth, because the variations appear to be countless."