[he quirks both eyebrows at her and passes his hand over the rose in his palm. it disappears into thin air, without a trace]

You make job offers that quickly? Heh, I s'pose I should be flattered.

[he flashes her a genuine smile of his own, and leans back against the bus seat again]

Thanks. . . but there's a lot to get used to-- [and he lifts a hand to gesture at. . . everything] -- before I join any talent agencies.