"You can tell it's a tragedy because it ends in death and not a wedding," Neil says, managing a bit of a smile. He likes that Harry seems interested, likes whenever he seems interested even if sometimes he thinks that Harry's faking it a little bit. Neil knows, after all, that he isn't that interesting.

He fusses with his tea, sipping a little bit. It's more soothing than the whiskey was. "No, old English is Beowulf and things like that. Shakespeare's standard, just. Older, I guess. All that Elizabethan hear-ye stuff."