Despite the fact that the tattoo he was working on was totally cliche and boring, it looked pretty good if he did say so himself and he was able to quickly put a few finishing touches on it so he could send the woman on her way. His schedule happened to be clear for the rest of the afternoon, lucky for Elliot, so he could just leave his station to be broken down by interns, and the rest of the artists could close shop later when they were done with their appointments. Perfect.
"Anything you want, kid. I'll eat anything." He could really go for a cheeseburger, but he wasn't about to say so. He wasn't the one who needed food and conversation, after all. Plus once food was in his face, he was likely to consume whatever it was. He wiped down the woman's foot to make sure he hadn't missed any spots. Nope. Perfect. As usual. Despite the interruption, the woman seemed pleased and gave him a pretty decent tip before he plastic wrapped her tattoo and sent her on her way.
"I just gotta wash my hands and we can be out of here. You have my full attention."