Leonard opted to ignore the woman, Blue, and her especially crude response to his analysis, seeing her action only from the peripheral of his vision. Such a manner only served to solidify his initial assessment, and deserved nary even a glance back. The younger girl's reaction had been far more favorable, and showed the necessary respect. Between the two of them, he knew which needed nurturing and which would be best kept on a leash. And speaking of leashes...

In the middle of Mr. Armstrong's explanations, a mighty raucous could be heard just outside. Turning round on heel, Leonard raised an eyebrow in interest, while preparing his pen. If this was an attack, he would be ready. Then the doors burst open, revealing a Speedwagon employee standing triumphant, victorious over a large reptile. That is when the man... Left? Wait, so this wasn't the last member of their little entourage? Then came the reveal from Mr. Armstrong, that the final member of the group was to be this crocodile, named Hogan. The normally eloquent speech of Leonard vanished momentarily, replaced by a dumbstruck awe, revealing his natural Alabama drawl.

[color=gold]"You've got to be fucking with me."[/color] This was unprecedented in Leonard's work. Sure, he had heard of animals that gained stands, and with those stand they had become sapient, but never before had he laid eyes on one. Blue appeared rather unimpressed by the situation, even comfortable, while the little one was so far lost on everything that she merely treated this as normal. Well, this was his life now, he supposed. Armstrong's money was as good as anybody's.

Leonard shook the surprised from his face, kneeled down in front of Hogan, and held out one of his hand-made business cards to the crocodile's right eye. [color=gold]"Leonard Skinner. We shall be partnering together alongside these fellows."[/color] He then placed the card back into his jacket pocket (after all, what would the lizard do with it?) and turned back to Louis Armstrong. [color=gold]"If I might deign to be so bold, Mr. Armstrong, while I question not the benefits of such a companion, and surely he possesses a stand of great help, what means shall we have to walk about the public with a man-eating reptile of herculean proportions?"[/color]