DeWitt. [A bob of his head, and Dormouse chuckles.] Much better name.
[Then he picks up the photo, eyes narrowing as he takes in the girl's face, the little details. He rubs at his chin, stifles another yawn that tries to escape, not looking up even when his drink is delivered by the bartender. Finally he looks away, glancing up at DeWitt over the edge of the photograph.] Elizabeth is a common name, you know... Whoever you're tracking her for would've done you better by giving the full name.
[For all the times he's been around, Dormouse knows better than to assume just because someone is looking for the girl that it's a relative or something. Either way, that's not where his nose belongs, so he doesn't comment further than that. Just hums in thought as he picks up his glass, taking a drink.]
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[Then he picks up the photo, eyes narrowing as he takes in the girl's face, the little details. He rubs at his chin, stifles another yawn that tries to escape, not looking up even when his drink is delivered by the bartender. Finally he looks away, glancing up at DeWitt over the edge of the photograph.] Elizabeth is a common name, you know... Whoever you're tracking her for would've done you better by giving the full name.
[For all the times he's been around, Dormouse knows better than to assume just because someone is looking for the girl that it's a relative or something. Either way, that's not where his nose belongs, so he doesn't comment further than that. Just hums in thought as he picks up his glass, taking a drink.]
... but yeah, she looks familiar.