"Friends? Oh, no. He was a patient of mine at one point, yeah. We've just discussed things at conventions, and I think that he's fairly brilliant with potions." Bryan said, and took another sip. "Definitely knows his stuff, that's for certain."
Bryan chuckled. "Well, it's not necessarily an excuse. I do work quite often, and when I don't I come here. So, I guess it's busy in my mind. I mean, if I'm being honest, I don't go home alone every night, but I just don't have the time for a real relationship. Never have, probably never will. No sense in trying now at forty-five." He said, laughing. And, it was true. at 45, there was really no point in settling down at this point. Plus, he enjoyed his bachelor life for the most part. Sure, some nights got lonely, but that was his sacrifice.
"You could always teach a greenhouse class. You know, teach people how to care for the plants, and love them, and see their true beauty. I can see that you know a thing or two about beauty." He said with a small wink.