Varliss, still in the halfling form, looked a bit disheartened at his initial dismissal, but found himself again when she gave him that ray of sunshine.<strong>"Tomorrow? Yes, that would be nice.  Should I come here, or would you like to meet elsewhere? I don't want you being harassed by other customers unless you enjoy that sort of thing."</strong>He realized he was technically a customer and sort of harassing her, but... well he was asking for private time, wasn't he? A chance to speak one-on-one without the intrinsic trappings of the employee and customer relationship. To speak as equals, or at least as close as he could get to equal with one of her majestic presence. He'd overheard the bit about burning, and wondered if she could inherently control her heat generation, so as not to burn those she was close with. Varliss imagined the heat would be exquisite; his mind drifted over contemplation of the feel of her skin beneath his hands. He smiled, the look not quite the pleasant gesture it usually was, but it was to be slightly expected when discussing items of this nature with a beauty of similar compare.