[Doctor Mephiston Luciferion Bahl] - [In the lobby] - [<del>With the wrench</del>Speaking with people]<br/><br/>Doctor Mephiston smacked his forehead, his face a picture of shame, "Alas, how could I have been so ill-mannered as to forget to properly introduce myself?  My manners are in remiss, I do apologize, it's very dreadful of me.  I can only blame the long periods of time spent away from good company."<br/>Taking the hand of the dapper man with the mutton chops, Mephiston shook it warmly and beamed a sunny smile, "Doctor Mephiston Luciferion Bahl at your service, sir!  I am an inventor of weapons, though I must say that they don't ever work as planned.  Nevertheless, if you ever have need of something for your safety, be sure to stop by and we'll see if you can't be set up with something suitable!"<br/>Mephiston spoke with the sincerity of a man who never lied once in his entire life, and never found the need to.  Oh sure his weapons were horrifically destructive and cause widespread mayhem and death, but they never brought about the peace among Man like he had developed them for.  In fact, it always seemed to encourage things.  A grave pity.<br/><br/>"And I must say it is a definite pleasure to meet you miss," Mephiston exclaimed as he took the woman's hand and kissed the top with gentlemanly flair.  "And I would have to quite agree that you are quite the beauty of a lady.  It is often said that the clothes make the person, but everyone here understands that the true reason your garments are so fetching is that, clearly, you make the clothes.  It would be no exaggeration to say that your corset would not look half as grand were it to grace the form of any other woman."<br/><br/>"And I must say that I would be delighted to know both your names!"<br/><br/>Finished with his greetings, Mephiston whirled upon Tom, striding towards the desk and fumbling for his guild passport.<br/>"Tom, Tom, good ol' Tom: haven't forgotten you yet.  Now where is that, I know I put it somewhere here, terribly embarrassing, is it here, no, not here either, aha!  Put it right here so I wouldn't lose it or forget about it.  How silly of me, you must think of me a fool."<br/>Handing over the guess passport, Mephiston leaned over and whispered to Tom.<br/>"Now, I understand that Mister Chang simply does not tolerate weapons within the dome, but my profession as inventor means that I do require a method to display my wares.  On top of that, I must remark that it has been a nervous several weeks... months... a long time, and I must say that I haven't been carrying myself around lightly if you understand my meaning.  Now, usually, I would turn my weapons in here but I wonder if I could beg for an exception this time.  Quite alright if you can't, don't want you to get into trouble, but I would dearly appreciate it."