Becks was quite impressed by Miss Gallivan's clear knowledge on the sport. She seemed to pay quite close attention and be willing to put in some research efforts on her brother's behalf. None of his sisters would be quite so open to doing that for him. He chucked at her comment concerning the Moroccans, taking a sip of his scotch.

"I remember watching the Japanese team in awe when they were here for the last World Cup. It's quite astounding really." Becks hadn't been able to play in the last cup due to a major injury to his shoulder and so he'd taken his spectating seriously. "If your roots were not quite so deep into the Cannons I daresay I'd have to try and steal you away as a talent scout, Miss Gallivan. Your brother is certainly lucky to have you." And now Beckett had some other ideas as to where to find some talent. If he were a little more devious he'd see if he could charm Miss Gallivan out of some more information, but tonight as a social party and he'd take to take advantage of her good nature.