"For us?" Cloud responds, letting his tablet fall limp in his lap and looking her up and down. All right - since she's including him, he can work with it, and even though she seems like she's pitying him he's grateful for the attention. He awkwardly adjusts himself in his chair, trying to turn his charisma back on.

"You've heard of me, right?" He adjusts his hair and strikes something that looks a bit like a pose. "I'm Cloud, former member of S★O★L★D★I★E★R, right now a solo artist. I'm afraid I don't recognise you. Nice nails, so I take it you're not a guitarist." He shrugs, downplaying the neg. "So, what should I be having?"