"Nice meeting you, Diane." He gave her hand a firm shake before releasing it, and then he picked up his drink, and had a few quiet sips of it.  During the shake, she might have noticed a strange tattoo on his right wrist. It was an hour glass with a few grains of sand in the top section, and the bottom  half of it nearly full.<br/><br/>"So, this guy you're looking for is going to meet you here, then?" He inquired casually.  "Do you know if he's a local? Some distinguishing feature?" He was genuinely motivated to help her.  Leofwine was a genuinely nice guy... though, if anybody made the mistake of thinking he was soft or he couldn't take care of himself, that'd be a mistake.