Sheri seemed visibly nervous. It felt like a test, even if she doubted he would judge her. She was an obvious amateur after all. Taking a seat at the bar now, she had to find her equilibrium with her new appendages, but managed to find a comfortable position, even if she was still a bit nervous. She didn't want to look like a total idiot in front of him. Looking to the tools she now had placed in her lap, she questioned, "Advice...?"