"Isn't it though? You haven't told me to leave. Haven't called the muscle over to run me off. You obviously are as curious as I am. Which means there's a bit of a tease in there," he points out, because Kol logic really can't see things in ways other than how he sees it.

He notes the covered glass and chuckles. "I wouldn't drug your drink. I mean, seems a waste when I can just ask. Nicely." Or compel. He most certainly means compel.

"You don't move like a tourist, but you didn't know about a few changes. You looked at some shops that are newer, but not new. You haven't been in the city for a while. Like me," he admits.

He grins then, wide and toothy. "Oh I think I'm more than special. I know I'm unique. One of a very small and special set."