He pulled a cigerette from his pocket and lit up again without preamble, once again offering the other a cigerette. Not one to turn down a drink he had been about to agree, to indicate his assent when the clock in the distant square sounded. He cursed under his breath, 'I'm afraid I have an appointment sir and I've to hurry or be blastedly late for it.' he took out his pocket watch consulting it to make sure the church bell wasn't deceiving him. 'I shall call in your debt another time Mister Echelon' he noted, deciding that the eager young man was mostly harmless and for the most part tolerable - in spite of the fact he was perhaps a little over eager - like an over exuberant puppy. He was sure that the young ladies all fell over themselves for that bright open face and keen smile.

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