Luc set his teeth into one corner of his bottom lip in hopes of keeping his jaw from dropping – because, wow. The man that had stopped dead was pretty showstopping himself, and just.. Jesus H. What in the fuck was even up with this recently? There had only been one guy, and before him there wasn't even a desire for any guys and what in the fuck, now it was seeming to be guys in the plural. He had to laugh a little to himself, because it sure did seem like someone out in the universe was fucking with him lately – and now this, right here? Really, universe? This was getting more than just slightly out of hand.
“Uh – hey,” was his casual (if a little lame) recovery as he approached the desk. His pale eyes paused briefly on the secretary (he assumed she was, at least) before moving back to the man. “I'm Luc Haust?” Like he himself wasn't even really sure who he was right now.. it wasn't too far off. “I'm – well, I guess I'm looking for Sean Allen? I live over at Pax Letale, and I heard about lessons through the forum there..” An abashed smile played across his lips. “I know I probably should have called ahead, but – well – yeah.” He held his hands up in deference. “If you're full-up, I'll understand. I can, uh, come by some other time?”
Part of him was actually kind of hoping this wasn't Sean, because, honestly, he wasn't sure if he was going to be able to deal with looking at that on a regular basis.. comfortably. And that wasn't exactly a state of affairs Luc wanted a bunch of strangers seeing him in, if he could help it.