Mon could see the man still watching her. She was sure the oddity that was her hair had not escaped his notice, but he did not say anything, but lowered his eyes to his own table. She could still feel his attention on her, though, and she did not relax, much like a rabbit cornered. His silent gaze was making her feel more uncomfortable with every passing minute, so finally, she put her bagel down and asked in a low voice, "May I be of any assistance to you, sir? I'm afraid I haven't got much money, if that's what you're after."