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While Alistair was already paying careful attention to the advice being given, when Arara pulled out a black credit card, his eyebrows cranked up a few notches. His eyes traced the card's path about her fingers carefully, distinctly aware that she was holding in her hand more money than his family had likely possessed in their entire lives.

On one hand, the offer was very, very enticing. On the other hand, someone offering to pay for things was something to be cautious of. While it wasn't a very trusting thought, it was realistic; Ulterior motives were very much possible. Best to know what he was agreeing to before he agreed.

"Now, I was raised not to look a gift horse in the mouth," He began, gaze transferring from the card back to her face. "But where I'm from, such an offer usually has a catch. Does the same hold true here?"

A pause, a slight smile growing on his face. As he began speaking again, he held out his right hand to shake. "Regardless of the answer to that question, however, I've forgotten my manners. I'm Alistair Thorne. Pleasure to meet you, Ms....?"