"Am I supposed to have an appointment?" He called back with a grin, attempting to navigate through the store towards the voice and he chuckled when he recognized her from the bar.
"I am, actually. Is that what I need an appointment for? To stalk you?" Grey eyes glanced around the shop and if someone else was here, he didn't see them ... which he didn't think meant anything in here. "Looks like you could squeeze me in. Unless your job is to clean the place up; in that case I reckon you have a lifetime's worth of work ahead of you."
He tried to recall her name and was having a bit of difficulty. He remembered her asking whether or not his name was with an I or an E, but that didn't help with what hers was. Oh well.
"I'm just browsing at the moment," he added as an after thought.