Always looking for profit, as he did, he couldn't believe she had never thought about making money off her drawings. "Talent like that could make you good money, you know. I mean, you can leave farmlife- or, whatever it is you're used to behind and be pretty wealthy," he told her excitingly. "I mean, if I could draw like that..." he finished, throwing his arm in the air as if indicating the end of his sentence.
Pleased with the way he was able to make small talk, he glanced around the hall and noted they were the only ones still in it. He wondered briefly what time it was, then it finally occurred to him that Sarita might have actually been headed somewhere important before he intervened. He took a small step back, blushing apologetically.