"You too." She instinctively stuck her hand out, knowing that he was probably already going for the always uncomfortable "shaking-the-blindie's-hand". She put the iPod down on the table, deciding that she was going to get stuck with conversation and might as well make the best of it. "And that's Niles snoring down there." If she was friendly, he might go away quicker and then she could back to her book.