He knew the other wolf was there, but he acts normal, looking up as he came in even though a moment before he was watching the woman in front of him. Smiling though at that comment, sliding the key across the counter just as he had done the card. Making an effort not to touch her, not to get that close and risk either of them thinking he was making a dangerous move.

He knew what she would find on the seat. Paperwork about his travels. Information about Mystic Falls. Leaving openings so they would know why he was there, and things they could check on.

"Ricky, the pleasure is mine. I'm glad I found a place that might be able to help. Just as I hope I can help as well," he says, very carefully wording it. "And thank you for letting me interrupt. I promise, I'm not here to cause any trouble."