knows how tiring those can get.

sometimes wishes that they would go smoothly. He wonder's if the Brit is up for a beer.

would gladly go out for a beer or two.

will meet him at the bar in that case, if Arthur remembers where it is.

does remember, he always remembers things, even the small things. He's already packing up his things at work to head over to the bar.

is waiting for him with a beer ordered for the both of them.

found the place easily enough and spotted him at the usual table. He pulled off his suit jacket and hung it up by the door before heading over to the table and taking a seat. "Hello Ludwig."

passes him the beer it was still cold. "Good day?"

thanks him and shrugs as he took a long sip. "Hmm busy and a bit depressing. You?"

understands the busy. "Very busy but Gilbert had been helping out a bit more. Why depressing? I you don't mind me asking."

raised a brow at that question. "You mean all this stuff in the middle east isn't getting to you as well? It's the last thing I want to deal with."

quirks a brow at that. "I sent troops to Turkey a while back but I hardly have much of a force to make any kind if impact. Your Prime Minister already stated he wasn't going to support the Americans.

You hardly have much to worry about."

nods, "I know that. But I still get to hear about it every day." He shrugged a bit as she took another sip of beer.

nods about that. "It's not easy news." He agrees sipping at his own beer.

leaned back in his seat, relaxing more now as he took a long sip of his beer. "How have you been doing?"

shrugs. "I've been surviving. There's a lot to deal with on top of what's going on in Syria and Egypt."

nods as he watched him a bit, "we can't have a moments peace can we?"

's lips thin. "No, that would be to easy unfortunately."

shifted as he finished the rest of his beer and asked the waitress for another round. "At least your brother is helping you out though?"

nods to that too. "I have to be thankful for that. Is Greg helping out?"

shakes his head as he frowned. "No... he complains all the time about how he wants to be independent but if I give him work... it wont get done."

him a sympathetic look. “We have all night to drink.“

sighed softly and nodded, "true."

finishes his beer and is pleased when the waitress brings another two.

thanks her and gives her a smile as he pulled his second drink closer. "So how are things for you? Outside of work."

leans back in his seat his hand lightly grasping the mug. "Really well actually." He flushes lightly. "I'm seeing someone."

blinks at that and smiles a bit as he noticed the flush. "Oh who would that be?"

|The flush grows a little darker but not noticeably so. "Elizaveta. We've been seeing each other for a bit now."

raises a brow as he sipped his bear. "Hmm sounds pretty serious. I'm happy for you mate."

(( Bear, haha, sorry, I thought that was funny. ))

nods, it was kind of, or at least he hoped so. "Ja, danke..." He averts his gaze for a few seconds. "Tell me a bit more about yourself."

((Oh bloody hell. My prof was talking about bear skin rugs....))

shrugs as he sipped his drink again. He hadn't seen the German so... head over heels before. "Not much to tell, nothing has really changed for me."

(( Ah haha, well, there we are. ))

didn't think it was that obvious...then again, he doesn't see himself that often like others do. "Ah, well, that can be good or that can also be bad. I hope it's good for your sake."

sighs and shakes his head, "I wouldn't say it's a good thing. I'm close to giving up on my brother. The other one, not Gregory."

clicks his tongue bringing his mug up and taking a drink. "I wish I could give you reassuring advice but...you'll know what to do when the time comes."

made a face as he got more comfortable in the booth seat. "Yeah... well I might just move on I think. At this rate."

him a mildly sympathetic look, or as sympathetic as he could get with such a serious face. "That might not be too bad of an idea."

almost laughed at the look, for some reason he found it amusing. "Gregory might kill me for it." He took another long sip. "Onto something else shall we?"

nods. He never said no to a switch in topic. His lip curves up. “So, who are you rooting for in Champiobs League?“