"I have some experience bartending," he says, smiling slightly. It was, as all things, a means to an end. Sam vaguely wonders if he's made a choice that wasn't that in the last decade. "But it looks like you've got that covered."

"I'm fairly handy — not as good as my brother, but passable." He pauses for effect. "And I don't cut hair." Sam laughs, his own hair style — too long for his own good — is probably a decent indication of that.