Hey, don't sweat it, Verity. Let big, green, and ridiculously charismatic carry this conversation to a place where you could either politely excuse yourself or engage in pleasant small talk with ease, whichever you preferred.

"Well, thank you," he replied, keeping that handshake quick and firm, almost professional, before letting her hand go again. "It's a nice place you've got here, too. What's the building like? Friend of mine and I have been living out of the hotel for some time now, we've been considering maybe looking into a space we've got a little more control of, at some point."

A pause.

"On the other hand, I can't imagine this place comes with room service."

They were such disaster bachelors.