Owen made his way into the shop with a nervous air to him. Well that really was no different than normal, was it? Yet, for him, Lyssa seemed, well... Well she wasn't like Tosh, that was quite certain. For one, she seemed interested in him. Who thought that would ever be in his realm of possibilities. The woman was gorgeous and, apparently, his wife.
He was wearing shirt, no tie, but with a nice blazer. Dressy casual as Diane had once called it. Hell, Lyssa knew about Diane. He really felt quite odd, walking in like this, but he had to do it. It touched him that she'd been concerned. And Tosh had her Adam. She clearly wasn't interested in him at all. Jack had even named him pansy ass. Well, perhaps, this was his shot. Couldn't hurt.
Seeing her by the door, he stepped over to her, smiling rather hesitantly. "Ms. Lyssa?"