[there is just no way to avoid it: that guy is a Hollywood elf. Jan tries not to stare much, since staring has gotten her in trouble in this place before. she's not in this to make people feel self-conscious. but regardless. Hollywood elf.

she flushes and casts her eyes down; it's more overwhelm than bashfulness. he's attractive, but she's too unsettled for a moment to really register it. what is she supposed to do that isn't staring here?! he's seven feet tall!

at the same time... she's not a "blush and turn away" sort of girl, in any circumstances, and leaving the impression that she is one doesn't sit well with her. so she covers her moment of panic by typing something in her device, squares her shoulders, and marches up to him. she has to tilt her face back up to return his slight smile as she shows him her device, so it's all good.]

u here to garden?