As McAstin arrived, Mark's magnetized attention on the chipmunk suddenly released and he turned towards him. "Oh, eh, ahoy there, my name's Mark Stuart, your little newcomer." While he slightly giggled, his body made ugly twitches and with his clear voice he almost sounded like a child. He then looked at the fancy looking bottle of 16' Islay Whiskey. "You must be some sort of wine connoisseur, hehe."
