"Nah, beer is fine but I think I'll stick to water, is that's okay?" He wasn't a beer drinker but he wasn't about to admit to that cause he just walked into a house like this with a guy like that and he wasn't about to add to it. Not that he minded beer, though he tended to drink light beer. "Thanks, I get a little ... car sick. Water is better."

Harry looked around the place, hands in his pockets, wondering if maybe he should have worn something more dressed down. He didn't think the Prada patterned shirt with sweater vest was really screaming South Dakota vibes.

Sitting himself on the couch, he tried not to look as awkward as he felt. "You got a nice place, sir."