[A nod, committing her face and name to memory. He then reaches into his coat pocket to look for anything that may have his name on it, but his job being what it is, he doesn't have a business card. He can't find himself a pen or paper, either, and glancing at the tablet his fingers touch, he decides it's too much trouble to figure out if he can somehow use it to show her his name.
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... He sighs to himself so she wouldn't hear it.]
... Keith Gandor.
[And watches to see if she might react.]