He smiles delightedly. Was it that obvious? Maybe she's psychic and just being polite. "No, never. I come from a desert town. This is more water at once than I've ever seen in my life, probably. My name's Cecil, by the way." He offers his hand to this fashionable and potentially psychic stranger.
SORRY SO SORRY I WENT TO NYC TO SEE NIGHT VALE AND WAS GONE FOREVER