Autor makes a note on his map while the introductions are made. He's almost grateful to the nameless woman; he never would have found the place otherwise.

All right, fine. He'll whisper a quiet, "thank you," at her elbow.

He nods at the man's inquiry. "I am, but I confess I don't know too much about them. Is there someone I could talk to with a basic understanding of the models you carry?"