[For Demeisen, the ambiance is a little rustic, but it’s charming, in its own way. He gives Matt a moment to steep in it a little bit, before he sets his sights on a small table by a shelf of differently shaped glass bottles and guides them over to it.]

Sure.

[All that sounds just fine—but it’s just philosophy, which he isn’t really interested in in the abstract. It’s sort of beside the point.]

But that’s all vague. [He waves a hand as he sits down, dismissing the topic.] What are these big choices you’re confronting, that you’re so sure you’re going to regret?