[color=39b54a]"Ah yes, it would be a stupendously bad idea for you to move to America right now, seeing as they seem to be hunting anything Russian."[/color] He noted as he walked, noticing that his stride was a bit longer than hers, he'd have to slow the pace perhaps. As he opened the door to the diner, he followed her to the back, picking a small two person booth, he sat and fielded her questions as they came, trying to ignore the other guys in the room that were giving his new partner lewd looks.

[color=39b54a]"It's quieter here than at home. I actually have moved twice. I tried to work in the courts within France, but their way of living is just a bit much for me personally. So I came here, and joined on as a detective."[/color] He then chuckled at her last comment on Germans hating the British. [color=39b54a]"I was fairly young when the war came to an end, my family was very appreciative of the Brits and the Americans for keeping at least half of Germany away from the Iron curtain, in fact most of us who grew up in West Germany were raised to appreciate the help provided by the Allies."[/color] He paused as he noticed the waitress approached, no older than twenty. 

[color=7ea7d8]"Good afternoon! What kind of drinks can I get or you two?"[/color] The waitress asked. [color=39b54a]"Guinness for me. And I'll be taking the usual Reuben sandwich today." [/color] he said giving her a courteous smile. Quickly she wrote it down and turned to Elsa, waiting for her to order.