"Awe, what a waste." Terris gives a mock pout at his missed joke. But, oh, well. Can't get everybody with wit.

He looks at the cleaning products. He considers bailing, but then, maybe the company wouldn't be half bad. It's no different than the roles he would take on back home to get close to his prey. He gives a half-shrug with his smile.

"Tables then, I guess."

He takes some of the cleaning supplies and sets to work on a table. He mentally pretends it's like working in a cafe or something. It'll make it go by easier, right.

"Soooo, you're pretty tall. Are a lot of people as tall as you where you're from?"

It might be an offensive question, but he's curious all the same. Though he won't be offended if she doesn't want to answer.