"No cowboys in Louisiana," she says, just to throw him off the trail. "Just catfish."

She has never been to Louisiana.

"Joan Dority." She sticks her hand out for a shake. Belatedly it occurs to her that her name-- obviously Irish-- may cause problems for a British person. Don't British people hate Irish people? Joan's knowledge of the UK in general is limited to tabloids featuring buck-toothed royals and Dubliners tracks. Well, she decides, it doesn't matter. If he makes trouble, she'll kick the shit out of him.