"No I don't think so. Perhaps you might have heard of me but that is neither here nor there." she grinned faintly. Tessa was playing a dangerous game. It was a face she recognized now that he was closer. Fingers clicked over the keys of the keyboards before her hands, before she dragged them up and closed the windows only she was seeing. "I do know you, though, although who doesn't?"
Blue eyes focused on him as she slid her glasses up to rest on the top of her head, the keyboard disappearing as she did so. The dark, etched tattoo-scar lines under her eyes visible one they were uncovered. "You have a very interesting power signature." her voice was just loud enough for him to hear, but she need not have worried, she has this corner of the street-side tables to herself. Slender fingers reached out in a kindly gesture. "I am Tessa." simply said, as she watched him curiously. Oh mutants were common enough, but few really had anything she even cared to do more than note down about.It was very rare for someone like him, other than herself, to visit here. Many of the local population of mutants she knew by name, while they didn't even know hers.