Fletcher looked around before inclining his head slightly. "Funnily enough, I may be aware of such things." He chuckled, giving him a calculating look. "If you're coming out, I suggest moving forward."
"I'm Fletcher. What's your name, beautiful?" He ignored the strange, questioning looks he was receiving for a moment before turning toward them. "Ministry business. Do you mind?" Oh, Complacens. Sometimes it was nice. Especially when it got people to leave you alone when you wanted. He turned back to him. "So, where were we?"