[The reaction does not disappoint. Jean-Paul has spent most of his adult life in one spotlight or another, and has had the paycheque that goes along with such a lifestyle. That means that he is familiar with New York's finer cocktail and wine bars, and is used to frequenting places where the base minimum for a drink is over ten dollars and the bartenders all know how to craft a perfect Manhattan.

That said, he's been to plenty of sports bars before.

So his expression upon entering the bar is one of horrified amusement.]

Wow.

[He arches a brow at Sam as they take their seats.]

I'll feel less homesick if the bartender speaks French. Tell me there's craft beer.