Zoya watched as the small man entered her tent. The general impression he left her with was "shifty" upon first glance. The nature of her job required that she be able to size up each client quickly and she wasn't sure this one was as harmless as he tried to portray himself to be.<br/><br/>Madame remains quiet as he speaks, relying on an old rule taught her by her grandmother. "Only fools run their mouths, so if you speak, make sure it's with purpose." However, she caught the comment on her candelabras and made note. Thankfully, her tent had long been protected from thievery and burglary due to a spell from a very well known sorceress. She had no reason to worry.<br/><br/>Smiling a cooler smile than usual at him, she waited for him to stop speaking before saying anything herself.<br/><br/>"Hi Bob, very nice to meet you. Yes, the weather has been lovely this time of year. I can certainly read your fortune, that's no trouble at all."<br/><br/>Zoya starts to toy with another one of her decks, just moving the cards around slowly with her fingertips, not actually shuffling them. Keeping her eyes on him from beneath her lashes.<br/><br/>"But, I'm rather curious, if you don't mind. So, you say you're a big fan of this "abracadabra thing" as you put it. How did that come to be?"