Lee was lost in his thoughts his mind churning up a story to go with the two fellows that were sitting a small ways away from where he sat. He liked to watch people. He liked to speculate on who they were, what they were doing, what they might be saying to one another or thinking about each other. With this particular pair he was certain they'd know each other for some time. That had that kind of comfort and stillness about them. He was just raising his glass for a sip when the older man came into view, obscuring the couple across the way. It was a quite welcome intrusion as Lee quickly identified him as the contact he was to be be meeting.<br/><br/>"Ah, Mr. MacClery, the pleasure is mine. I appreciate the good doctor's good words." Lee smiled warmly to the man with an extended hand to shake. His words of greeting rolled languidly from his tongue with a subtle, subdued indication of sultry aristocratic south. The pale unweathered youthfulness of his skin was a pleasant byproduct of his work by moonlight rather than harsh sunlight; however, dark circles around his eyes washed a pallor of sleepless age over it. Those two contradiction when combined with the lively warm spark of his blue eyes made defining his actual age a difficult task. At best, Lee could be described as mid-twenties to mid-thirties. Other than that he was unremarkable nearly to the point of being conspicuous. His frame was average to slender, yet he held himself with a sturdy sort strength. He was no weakling. His suit was smart, but average; mostly clean, but he'd been out in it all day; and his hat was of the typical middle-class fashion. Only his vest displayed any sort of vibrancy of color with a floral hash mark sort of pattern to it that was a bit disorderly in its design lines. His gaze seemed to linger on the older man for less than a quick congenial moment, but a discerning eye would detect that he'd given MacClery the full once-over in that short span time.<br/><br/>"Please, please, by all means..." Lee encouraged the other to sit, be comfortable, and lay out the broad strokes of the work at hand and Lee's potential part in it. He liked that Mr. MacClery seemed to know how to talk the double-sided conversation to dance around sensitive subjects. He also liked his candid, yet warm and sensible, approach to soliciting his services. Most of his clients were understandably out of their element, awkward, and even addled with guilt and disgust; but Mr. MacCleary seemed to have a good sense of what a necessary evil was and how to handle it with the appropriate amount of vagueness and dignity. Lee's smile relaxed but never faded as he looked through the materials he had been presented and listened intently as MacCleary spoke of the project, it's magnitude, and complications. He nodded and the fact he had medical knowledge was easily notable as MacClery's clinical terminology was understood by Lee without question. He dealt with doctors often, which could have explained it, but like the accent he worked hard to obscure, there was a family history he worked hard to erase as well. His eyes flicked up to meet MacClery's smiled warmly with equal parts of salesman, nice guy, flirtation, and risk taker. "Your explanation is most suitable and more than enough, Mr. MacClery. You're probably the best middle-man I've ever dealt with and in contradiction to the fact that I was soon going to be heading out of town, as I am oft to do at the conclusion of an endeavor, I may be persuaded to stay a bit longer. This research...." He indicated to the papers he'd been going through. "That amazing fair..." He made a broad sweep in the direction of the Exposition. "And enjoying the company of a fine gentleman like yourself could all be strong factors in keeping me around town a little longer to complete some more work. There's more details to discuss, of course, perhaps more privately as I am sure your clients are humble academics not seeking public notoriety before the scope of their work is completed." The job was so different than his previous jobs and he needed to know all the details to be sure he could accomplish it. That was the lure and excitement of it. It was a new challenge and it stoked his interest in it as he waited to hear MacClery's counter.