He sounded sweet, unassuming, and no word was wasted. His voice had a polite lilt to it and was neither too high nor too deep. "I hope so. I've got a bunch of herbs here that I need... well, some of them are tea ingredients." He held out a small bit of notebook paper with his list on it, but when she didn't respond he realized the dark glasses weren't for show, and he took his arm back. "Some of them are a little strange."
He started off with the harmless sounding ones first. Chamomile, verbena, ginger, and a few more exotic Chinese herbs that were rare but not unheard of. He was at the end of it before he started sounding strange. He named not one but two potentially lethal substances, and he finished rather awkwardly: "--and, uhm, aconite."