Tim blinks slightly upon seeing the woman's obvious pregnancy before smoothing himself back into a polite yet neutral expression.  Hands FIRMLY in the pockets, eyes FIRMLY on the face.  Just be yourself and just be a perfectly pleasant, professional human being.

"Good afternoon, ma'am.  Zei thinks we could be compatible."  Do NOT uptalk, that is not professional.  You're here to interview for a business partnership.  Ignore how she is very incredibly and visibly taken.  "My power - um, sorry, Zei - is I'm a brick.  Stronger and more resilient, and I can give other people some of my brickishness.  I get exhausted as my backlash."  Slight breath, and in a more confident tone, "Would you like to check for compatibility?"  Hands FIRMLY in the pocket until he gets an answer, there will be NO shocks like that, if it happens again he can CALMLY disengage like a professional human being this time.

With cheese and signing autographs for a pretty large crowd!

She blinks up at him.

He shrugs, "Worst tinfoil I've ever had," Zei informs her, "Figured you should give it a shot." 

"Fun!" She quickly signs the poster she was in the middle of and turns back to the crowd. "The unborn spawn needs a break. You guys wanna come around in about two hours? I'll even take pictures!"

A bit of grumbles and glaring at Zei and Tim but they start to disperse.

(Zei releases a breath of exasperation at her continued use of the word 'spawn'.)

Oh.  He just cut the line.  That's it, he's burned through all his carefully-accumulated social credit no, it's fine, none of those people are espers and determining compatibility is the whole reason that you come to these.  And she has a sense of humor, that's always nice to wait no, she is taken, this is a professional relationship he's cultivating.  Besides, it's not like humor was a good test of character last time.  Wait.  "Pardon me, tinfoil?  Like...the baking stuff?"

Zei sits next to her now he doesn't feel obligated to put space between her and the slavering hordes.

"Huh? Oh- yeah, it's like biting tinfoil, right?"

"Oh, of course.  Right.  That makes sense."  He has never once in his life considered biting into tinfoil.  What would that even..?  This bears investigation, possibly with a little illicit regeneration afterward if it's painful, you're really not supposed to but it's not like a combat esper hits fifty ANYWAY, who cares if he gets liver damage.  Change to look at the glowing blonde's face, she doesn't have anything OTHER than a face.  "I'm Tim, by the way.  Or Aumento, if you prefer."  Why did he not remember to introduce himself the first time, you only get one shot at a first impression.  He knows this, it's been drilled into him but here he is nonetheless.

"I'm Lyra, I don't have a codename. My mum would kill me if I took one, probably. I can make things brittle! Mostly I stay behind my brother or Zei and glare at things."

She doesn't stand but she does hold up her arm for handshake!

A half-moment of hesitation.  A glance at Zei to make sure he's not at risk of touching, no, hands are safe - glance back at her face because she doesn't have anything except a face to look at, he is being SO professional - 

and shake?

"Oh that's better than Jay! He's going to be so pouty."

"He can't pout, he's half of why we're here."

She leans her head against Zei's side and keeps holding Tim's hand.

"He can pout and teleport me to Tim. More excuses to get out of the city." She looks up at Tim. "Where are you based? I'm not doing dungeons right now, so I've been mostly just snuggling with Zei and slowly going crazy. Jay's a teleporter."

Woah, this is pretty nice!  All those little aches and pains from a month of not being really properly guided are fading away.  And he can finally relax and let his power smooth away the rough edges of biology.  Achy wrist from last class?  Nope!  Not anymore!

...wait.

Handshakes are not supposed to lasty forty-five seconds augh.

Tim carefully releases the hand.  "Thank you, ma'am. Um."  You are NEVER supposed to say 'um', it is better to stay silent than wait don't stay silent that long SAY SOMETHING.  "Vermont.  It's a little state just north of New York, near Quebec.  In Canada."  Wow yes, imply your new partner business partner is geographically ignorant.  "I moved to Montpelier recently.  I've been training to cover New England."  Remember, to be interesting to other people, you need to be interested in them.  "And yourself?  I think I've seen you before but I can't quite place it."  That's better, if she does the talking you can't possibly put your foot in your mouth.

Her accent is weird. British? But also her face is very familiar.

"I've been in a bunch of TV and movies. Or maybe you've met my brother? Ly, codename Pendragon. We're based in Winnipeg right now," she grumbles.

"Oh, I see."  Wait, that's a thing?  You can do movies as an esper?  You're certainly hot enough for it by default, which is weird getting used to.  He can still feel puberty's kiss on his nose, even though the Powers that Be smoothed all the blemishes away.  "That makes sense.  Not a fan of Winnipeg?"  Wait.  There are three people in this conversation.  Glance at Zei, make sure he still feels included and not just watching a COMPLETE STRANGER handholding his wife?? in front of him.  Do they have rings?  Does that even MEAN anything, you don't want to wear a ring in a dungeon, surely.

They do not have rings that he can see, which is not perfectly given Zei's left arm is around Lyra's back. He doesn't seem to mind the handholding, either, as far as Tim can tell. 

"If we didn't have a contract keeping us in Winnipeg she would have dragged us away by now."

Despite his tone, he looks fond.

Okay, this is normal.  No angry God in miniature husbands, Zei doesn't seem to mind the handholding as long as Tim isn't touching Zei.  Tim's hand flexes at the memory, clenching into a fist before relaxing.  "Ah, I see.  A TV contract?  In Winnipeg?"  Remember, to be interesting you need to show interest in others.  Wait, can you film in her condition?  Maybe they take it out in post.  Or maybe her pregnancy is part of the show, somehow, wasn't there a birth that they included footage of in the show?

"Nah, I haven't worked since I awakened. I've been to a few red carpets... oh! And we went to that charity gig last year."

He shudders in remembrance. 

"The contract's mine and Jay's," he explains, moving away from the charity event in question as promptly as possible, "We do cargo transport." 

Okay, this is fine.  Doing great.  This is why you don't focus on one conversational partner, Tim.  Even if no they BOTH plausibly could be business partners, you both need guiding and you can't focus on the one you're compatible with in isolation.

Say something it has been ten seconds you can't lock up like this in a dungeon.

"Oh, I see, that make sense.  I don't think I caught your power," which is a failure of curiosity and a social faux pas especially to a prospective business partner "do you mind if I ask?"

"S'fine," he shrugs, "I reduce weight. Makes moving cargo easier- traditionally or through teleporting it. We do runs all across Canada and the northern states, hence being based in a central point like Winnipeg." 

"Oh, I see."  You said that already note to self come up with better social noises for next time.  "I think that's a little better than mine, in some ways - I'm stronger, but I can't pick up a, a car, because all I'd do is tear off the bumper.  Or I could get a few friends and we could pick it up at the - anyway."  Smooth move, ex-lax.  Yes, it's a good move to say that someone's power is better than yours at something, you could have just left it there.  "It seems like you have a good synergy, though!  You're a - " don't say civilian FINISH YOUR SENTENCE TIM "- an industrial esper?"