Key jumped a bit when someone addressed him and he spun, his brown eyes going wide. "Oh? Yes?" he mumbled as he got a good look at the woman. She didn't look like she belonged here and the look on her face only confirmed that. Rather the kids running around pretending to be Hans Solo, or young adults who perused with rapt interest, she didn't look at the games with awe.

Dragging a hand a hand through his gingery hair, he offered his best smile. "Just what can I help you with?" He wasn't sure what he could do unless she wanted advice on a game in which case, he probably was the best to help her.