Zeris nods his head. "It is different. Almost inhuman. So its a bit scary to think about." Blinking and tilts his head to the side. "I see. Well since you are not high and still saw it then if it is true the others are as well." he laughs more a bit and then stops as she spoke again. "It's what?" he asks. "Now don't start a sentence and don't finish it." he says. Looking at her playfully. "It strikes the curiousity and makes the other need to know what it was you wanted to say." he teases.<br/><br/>He looks at her. "He is...in a your of the streets so I'll teach you whippersnappers how to survive...sort of way." he says. Laughing again and fully this time. Blinking and tilts his head to the side. "When I'm angry or sleeping or even just half asleep. It is impossible for me to consciously remember." he says. (it is fine. good amount)<br/><br/>He looks at her. "I see. Let us say $75 and call it a deal." he says simply. And smiles at her. "Well then...I'll need to see you again. For I'll have to measure you. Which will require a...date...type of situation. So to speak." he says in a smooth tone yet serious at the same time. In his own street dude sort of way. Asking her on a weirdly unique sort of way. "I have a small, teensy warehouse type place I have my designs and fabrics and sewing needle with strings in. Perhaps you could come there."<br/><br/>He pauses. "Its on Second and Fiftyth Street. Way in the far back. End of the dead end circle. Its a bit run down and in the bad part of town. But a kick ass chick such as yourself should be alright. If you have any trouble. Just scream Z-Ray. I'll be there in a flash. I'm not kidding about that part. I'm superhuman fast." he winks.