There's an amused - and quite proud - smile on Ramon's face at that memory too.

'Surprised me as well. I'm used to people knowing who I am before I've met them but no one - in this bar at least - has spat scotch across the table when they heard my name. Andres must have really spun some tales to you.'

He orders them another couple of drinks. 'So you know this person - does he know that you know him? I suppose he mustn't or he would have killed you already.'