Re: Tandy/Alex: the comic book store
[Tandy was comfortably oblivious about most impressions he left in his wake. He was cognisant that non-verbal communication was a significant proportion of communication as a whole, but that individual psychology meant that people often projected or were more prone to acquiring an impression on one thing than another. People would say what they wanted to say if they wanted him to actively know it, and while Tandy was aware of his socioeconomic background, that he was white, blond and above-average height and nominally attractive in a scientific sense that came down to ratios and feature placement, he wasn't actively concerned about leaving an impression at all.
Alex laughed. This was a pretty good sign the guy was relaxing, which early indication from conversation suggested was less likely than it should be. Tandy glanced at the cup.] I have literally no idea whether the roast makes a difference on the caffeine. Possibly? Although I would assume that has something to do with taste rather than the chemical content of the bean. [He smiled, it was slow and a little off-beat.] But Ren will know the answer.
[The stack produced incurred an expression that would in anyone else, have been demonstrably 'lit up'. Tandy smiled, and his eyebrows went up and he was low-key pleased as he ran a hand across the top of the stack.] I blame all and any poverty of good comics on Holly getting here first. [Which was distracted, as Tandy had begun flipping through. The genre was almost irrelevant, Tandy got into the art before he got into the story, which was fringe-benefit.] Do you have any Saga? I dig the art.
[He didn't notice the receipt.] I am going to need to severely curate my stash.