"'Kay." Hunter replied, leaning back a little in his own chair, realising that the smears of dirt from his hands had now spread across the table-top, his cup, and the cup of his companion. So not only had he winded the poor guy, but now managed to spread grime and grease from the basement all over him too. Fantastic. Still, it wasn't exactly over him which was he supposed a small blessing.
"Sorry about the mess. Been fixing the furnace and it needs a clean out." He said, taking a swallow of his coffee and feeling surprisingly better for it. "The name's Hunter." He added, offering an apologetic smile. At least this guy didn't seem the sort of jerk who sued people for looking at him funny. And Hunter imagine that with the young man's more unique physical appearance, he got a lot of funny looks.