[the woman starts to look Tek over more thoroughly, perhaps confused by his clashing choice of clothing--but then Robin starts talking, none too kindly, and her attention snaps back to the subject of her ire.]

Now? I'm in the middle of something.

[for what it's worth, Robin looks angry. he's rarely shown that face around Tek, even less so around most other acquaintances. is this a new development for the demigod, or is he truly this furious about being interrupted so close to their goal?

all the same, this woman doesn't seem at all threatened, and continues with her demands.]

I don't care what you're doing. We talk now, where you can't weasel out of it.

[Robin sighs, irritating, starting to say that he's not... but he drops it a second later, shoulders dropping as he looks back at Tek... and then back at this woman, who crosses her arms impatiently. finally, he lolls his head in temporary defeat.]

Fine, fine. We'll talk. I'll meet up with you-- [he points back at Tek, and then gestures further down the hall. it's a straight shot down to some double-doors.] --if you want to go on up ahead.

[before Tek can comment, the woman interjects:] Good. Downstairs.

[she turns her back, and Robin follows after her. it isn't long at all before they start arguing--though whether Tek sticks around to listen is entirely up to him.]