His gaze met her own during the initial silence, quiet confidence emanating as he watched her drink. Orbs lingering over the minute changes in her expression. Her reaction to the drink bringing a clipped, but joyful, laughter from  his lips. "I never was much for the beach. For all the protection it may offer, you have no idea how much sand can invade my....outfit." his long eyebrows arching upward, wrinkles forming along his forehead as he let another chuckle dispense. Adjusting in his seat so that only the tip of his boots grazed the dust and stain riddled floorboards.<br/><br/>His gaze fell to her thigh as she steadied her form, appreciating the continued bronze tone and musculature. "Out of place is still a place within." he murmered, cryptic before his gaze snapped back to her own. Light hearted and cheerful as he began, "Perhaps whomever told you of this place took you for having a different thirst? I confess, it is my first time here as well. On recommendation of one of my clients."<br/><br/>He raised a single slender index finger after speaking, head tilting back as the remainder of his drink was lifted toward his awaiting maw. Protruding adams apple bobbing against the flesh of his pale neck as he finished the glass off, his messily tied sanguine tresses teasing the middle of his back. Tilting forward again, he lightly placed the tumbler back onto the bar. Knuckles wrapping against the grain in order for more. As the man turned to face his new found conversational partner, she may find that his cheeke had lightly flushed.<br/><br/>"It doesn't bite you know." Words jilted ever so slightly as he had become quite tipsy. One of the few benefits of a short stature, he reminded himself, had been that the term light weight could take on multiple meanings. "My finger...well." a hand gingerly moving to the base of the mechanical digit, twisting in an awkward fashion as the gizmo was released from the threaded socket embedded within his knuckle. "I caught you looking. It's quite alright. I believe if anywhere were a place for wandering eyes...it would be here." miniscule tendrils of steam faded into the air from the object's 'joints'. "Another client made it for me, in payment for goods rendered. Ah!" the sound a sharp mark of surprise, his lesser hand smacking across his forehead as the other offered the finger to her for inspection. "I've been incredibly rude, in that I neglected to introduce myself entirely." despitr having said this, he offered no name in which to be called by. Leaning against the edge of the bar as his view drew toward her floral adornment. Counting the petals to himself in a practiced fashion as he found such an addition more than complimentary to her overall 'look'.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>