After the obvious shutout by the glitter filled asian woman, Roman just sat back and shut his mouth. Giving off a sigh as judging by the looks on the others faces, his innocent attempt at small talk obviously mistaken as a pickup line. Two others arrived after him and he felt slightly better for arriving a little late. A Troll and a bald woman. "Eh... unique." He muttered under his breath, not really caring either way. Afterwards he decided to just sit back and relax until someone got down to brass tacks.

It was shortly after that the mustached man gestured for his poker posse to dissapear signaling to Roman that the gang was all here. The posse left the same way he came in and Mr. Mustache addressed them all to the table. After the brief introduction from Mr. Mustache, Roman gave himself a facepalm in annoyance. He did not want the others to know of his awakened state just yet but guess the cats out of the bag. When he was asked if he wanted a drink, Roman quickly cleared his throat. "Ah thank you, just water please... 21 ounces if possible..." He replied with a businessmans smile. "In a glass if its no trouble." He quickly added. Roman wasn't really thirsty but he needed a silent weapon if things got a little "heated".

Roman sat and listened to the man as he spoke about some company called Kroch-hang industries or something like that. Unfortunately he was not very informed about current companies even though he worked for a quite reknown one. Most of his time was in Aztechnologies labs and if his nose wasn't buried in some type of ancient cartography or half worn tome, it was buried in some old fashioned book. He had aquired quite the collection in his time there, but like his old life... all that was gone now. "Thank you for the... er... compliment, but I was curious to know if they have any connection with Aztechnologies? As you have probabbly already read in those rumors you speak of, I have more interest in information about them than in credsticks..."