[of course, Eniko immediately decides that Lars has a crush on Ezekiel, so she grins even wider as he keeps talking. She leans forward and props her chin up on her hand, her elbow on the table. She can see his face pretty well from this distance, and she thinks the expression on it is priceless.]

Well, have you gotten to know him? First impressions aren't everything.

[she pours a shot of rum into one of two clay mugs on the table and slides it towards him, then starts pouring herself some.]

You ever hear about what happened when he got here? This time, I mean. It's the second time he's been in the village.