Elijah didn't care about personal, really--you could tell a lot about someone by what they read, what they enjoy. He had read several of them, could point out the mistakes in a few others, was intrigued by a couple.

But he looked away from the books and back to Ric when he brought the drinks over, and nodded. "Yes. Thank you..."

The drink. Whatever was crackling in the air. Either one. Or both.