He closes his fingers around his drink as if trying to keep them warm, sips it thoughtfully.<br/><br/><strong>"Depends on how you define 'hunt'.  I do know a couple of private investigator types...maybe a repo man or two."</strong><br/><br/>He gives you a careful look.<br/><br/><strong>"Shipping and receiving clerk, huh?  How'd that work out for you?"</strong>His tone is interested, curious, not at all judgey or snarky.  Not at all what you'd expect.<strong>"Sounds nice, steady, stable, and dull.  And that's far from a bad thing, for all that it doesn't sound like an achievement."</strong><br/><br/>He turns to signal one of the staff.<br/><br/><strong>"Get my friend here whatever she's having, okay?"</strong><br/><br/>And back to you.<br/><br/><strong>"The world makes heroes of the wrong sorts of people, i think, and in the process forgets how many go unsung.  But you didn't come here to listen to get all philosophical. What was the other thing?"</strong>