"What a pleasure to meet you." There had been a definite pause at his name, hadn't there? Enough to give Reynard that little thrill of possibility. Maybe he was still recognizable enough, even around these parts, to make things a lot more interesting. What he'd need to know was how strong a presence fae really had and, honestly, what better way to get a read of that then with someone so earnest?

"Excuse my insolence, I'd presume you've better things to do than to humour someone who's just not capable of simply walking past you. But if you don't, I'd like to make it up to you. Coffee?" The real challenge would be to make obvious that this something other than a romance movie meet-cute story, without giving away the thoughts he actually had, vague as his plans were as of now. "We could talk about fairy tales."