He gives a...a smile?  You're not quite sure that's the word but you can't think of a better one.  It's a weird mixture of apprehension, distaste, amusement and something else, confusion maybe?  More at why you're doing what you're doing than the action itself.  A brief glance to the other three of you, then back to Chris.<br/><br/>"O..Kay...Errrrm.  I'm, errr, I'm pretty certain I told you my name.  Michael Tannen.  Obviously I'm not going to tell you my mother's maiden name, or the name of my first pet or anything like that.  I'm, errr, what else did you say?  I've never heard of Honer's in my life, so nothing I guess. I'm from Elsecar and, errrr, we're, well, we're on a pavement.<br/><br/>I think I should probably get going, to be honest.  I'm going to be late  for work as it is and, yeah, it seems like we might have exhausted the, you know, the useful portion of this conversation."<br/><br/>He eyes Chris suspiciously for a moment then shrugs to himself.  "I get it's weird, Mr Manners.  I do.  And I guess I can't fault you for how you deal with it.  Is there any of that chocolate left lad?"  This to Bran.  "I think your friend could probably do with some of it as well."  He shrugs again.<br/><br/>"I'm going to dash home and finish getting dressed.  Can I offer you a lift somewhere?  I promise" he addresses Miyo "that despite all evidence to the contrary I'm not a crazy person.  Feel free to text someone my registration number or something if it'd make you feel any happier."  Another shrug, another eyeing of Chris then he turns and gets in his car, but pauses to wait and see what you all do.