He nodded, turning his ipod off and tucking his earbuds into a small pocket, "I work there," he technically did not own it, but he had been running it for so long it was a common mistake. The owner was never around anyways. The only reason he hadn't made an offer to buy the place was because he didn't want to deal with owning it. Pass. "But I am. And you are?" She looked familiar, but he couldn't remember a name.