He was a fairly reedy, half-elven man, looking to be closer to middle aged than not, with a long nose and a narrow face. He wasn't extremely attractive, but he looked thin as a rail, and his long fingers certainly looked dextrous...<br/><br/>His eyebrow arched, at her suggestion, and he narrowed his eyes, before glancing around the room. The morning crowd had departed, so the area was fairly sparsely populated. "And just what might you be suggesting, miss?" he asked, with a wary tone... but not one that suggested he was dismissing the idea outright. "I do have quite a bit of work to get to."