Raising an eyebrow a fraction of an inch, the elder man listened to the other’s response as to what he was looking for. There was indeed Damian here, that werewolf demon half breed but was that who the other was inquiring about? If so, what business could he have with the other? It was not worth interrupting Miss Lady for, besides he was sure she was keeping an eye on things out here. Little happened within this shop or very city that she was not aware of. Now that this thought came to mind, Miss Lady had mentioned a hunter who was being so bold within the normal human realm, and was after beings like them for money. A bum otherwise. Was this him? Mosquito did not falter his smile, inclining his head slightly apologetically to the man. “Forgive me, but I am not at liberty to discuss that, customer and seller confidentiality” he chuckles, “so unless you have a warrant or a badge, you will have to wait outside for whoever you believe may be hanging around.” He turned to head to the counter.