[He eyes the girl with uncertainty. Red eyes? That was different. At least he'd learned to not stare too much by now.]

That's a weird way to do business. Is it like one of those places that make their workers sell discount cards or magazine subscriptions and get on their case if they don't reach a quota? A friend of mine worked for a place like that.

[His violet eyes scan the paper with uncertainty. But he hasn't read too much of it yet. Does he need to really read all of this? He's starving. And he doesn't want his stomach to growl in front of some girl he never met.]