Lost in his own thoughts, he had not noticed the others around him really. when a female voice broke his thoughts, his gaze drifted to the side. The dark mask around his eyes shifted as one brow lifted a small bit. Eh, not bad, the sai was something of a turnoff. As impressive as his his tattoos made him look, Ford had no interest in 'badass' women, he would much prefer a tame little busty house wife to come home to once he set up his little crime syndicate. He continued sipping his coffee, eyes settling on a blonde across the street, oblivious to the other goings on in the area.