He laughs at the bewildered restauranteurs, and nods along with the rest of it, licking danish crumbs off his fingers in little pensive flicks as he considers the question.

"America is a land of people who have no idea who they are, and every confidence that they are who they want to be. I think there's something deeply lovely about that."

His mouth quirks into something bright and toothy. "And we both love overkill and going very fast."