Head to toe was somebody clearly out of touch with fashion, but not entirely a lost cause. He looked like he belonged on a college campus more than a high-end hotel with those skinny jeans, high-top shoes, and a shirt that looked like it came out of a Sears catalog. Not to say anything of that out-of-control, frizzy mop of hair.

He hasn't even begun to scratch the surface of the language of fashion.

He nodded eagerly, encouraged by the flash of her teeth. Wow!

"Ah, well...!" The question stopped him. Now, the ebb and flow of civilian opinion of Cityzens was not something he was an expert on, but...but he was sure he could trust what he'd heard enough of, right?

"Well, I'm currently unemployed – understandably, given my current investigation, yes?" A light laugh. "But, ah, my initial occupation involves observation and data gathering! Though I doubled as a navigator for, ah...uh..."

Were...pirates appropriate to mention? For some reason, he felt he ought to not...