He had been randomly looking at shelves and arching his brow at the countless strange items that stood there, some definetely designed for less... well, less 'proper' tasks, so to speak. He had been inspecting a random shelf when he suddenly heard a voice behind him, and one that startled him quite a bit. He turned on his heel with widened eyes, having been caught completely off guard and only barely managed to catch the woman as she walked past. "E-er... sure," he muttered.<br/><br/>It was a strange second that passed there. He had not seen all of her, it was almost as if he had just seen a flash of beauty, like when you see something out of the corner of your eye and turn to find there was nothing... except he KNEW it was there, something almost impossible. And even after she had exited the room again, her voice seemed to still hang in the air. He had to shake his head a bit and try to concentrate on a random phallic looking object, simply the first thing that came into sight to get it out of his head. That was, at least until a minute or two later when she came back and he turned a bit more calmly this time.<br/><br/>Watching as she walked closer to him, he got a full view of her this time and had to admit that his breath was taken away. She got what was popularly called the 'elevator look'. Going from her spiked heels that clicked against the floor and which he watched for just a second or two more than most would, and further up her body to her impressive and firm bust and back to her alluring face. Another awkward moment of silence passed before he answered her.<br/><br/>"Er thanks," was his first response to her compliment. "I.. don't know, really," he said as his eyes for just a second returned to her footwear, only to shoot back up to her eyes as if he had been caught stealing. "I just noticed the shop and, well... decided to take a look, is all."