Having grown up thinking he was a bit crazy (only to find out his imaginary friend was real), on top of all the abuse he'd suffered as a kid, and teen, and adult... Merr wasn't the most casually social type person. He did better with other business men at a work gathering or actual business. Zel had been the only person he'd truly been social with, and most of that time he thought she wasn't real. Vikki came close, but he didn't even let her in most times. She just took care of him when he was drunk off his ass. "I've been kept busy, that's for sure."
Adjusting in his seat slightly he regarded her. "I don't believe we've ever officially met. Then again, I tend to only 'officially' meet someone when they become a client." He held out a hand. "I'm Merrit."