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He jumped and shook his head frantically, "Ah-no no no, I couldn't possibly allow you. N-not to o-offend you! It was my fault after all, I've got a spare pair at home." He smiled slightly, shaking her hand again, "Alexander Manson..pleasure to meet you." He put his glasses in his side bag, adjusting his scarf after wards, "Ah, pardon me, but by your accent I can tell you're not from around here..America perhaps?"