“Sure thing luv. That’ll be two coppers.” He said, not giving too much away as he placed a half-pint of the drink on the surface in front of her. Something told her that he’d already made an assessment and knew, perhaps, a little more than her demeanour would indicate.<br/><br/>“Depends what kind of work you’re lookin’ for...” He said, allowing his voice to trail off in something that was intended to be a question. “I have all kinds come in here, so I can definitely point you in the right direction.”