"You expected growling and posturing and threats of violence. Or having to stop me from going on some kind of killspree," he says, nodding.

"I'm glad I can exceed expectations as low as that."

For his part, he's not drinking appletinis. He's got a small glass of something that smells somewhat pungent, of which he takes only small sips.

"Is it just the lack of mindless thug tactics that made you curious?"