Having looked around the store as much as he dared without touching anything, the tinkling sound of the bell above the door had him pivoting quickly to find the source. His eyes scanned the woman who had entered, an eyebrow twitching upward at her simple hello. Feigning nonchalance, he picked up an item from a nearby shelf,<i>'corn again?!'</i>, and tossed it lightly between his hands a few times.<br/><br/>"I don't suppose you're the one who owns this place?" he inquired in lieu of greeting, usual cocky smirk finding its way onto his features. He returned the item to its proper place and plucked a container from next to it, examining it with far more interest than it actually held as he waited for her to speak.