[Zephyr doesn't actually answer the text. But he does drop by, some hours later, ambling into the tea shop. There's a quick scan of the environs -- a habit he doesn't even realize he has -- and then he puts the guy in the red cloak whittling together with the advertisement of wooden things.]
[Yeah, okay.]
[Zephyr heads that way, tugging out the chair opposite and dropping into it.]
action;
[Yeah, okay.]
[Zephyr heads that way, tugging out the chair opposite and dropping into it.]
Guess you're the guy from the network?