Nigel nodded along as he turned back toward the pub. Harry was good at what he did, so it wasn't really a surprise that he would find himself involved with anything that could benefit from his expertise. "Oh," Nigel looked down at the part for the telescope in his hands. He wasn't sure if it was the piece he'd needed, the damn thing was in such disrepair, but he was hoping to get it fixed up soon.

"We have an old observatory on the property," he figured the partial truth was fine. "Been trying to fix up the telescope and get it running again." You know, for educational purposes. "Been a bit of a mess though, lots of rust, trying to figure out what parts can be salvaged and what needs to be replaced." He'd figure it out. There had to be a book on it somewhere.

Upon re-entry to the pub, Nigel nodded at Morgan behind the bar quickly and settled at a table closer to the windows. He was still feeling a little odd around Enid's sisters, even though they had no idea what was going on. He had to wonder if that would ever fade. "How did you find the Glen then?" Having grown up here it wasn't quite as majestic as other people claimed for it to be, so he was curious.