She tucks the coins into a pocket on her bulky backpack and waits for him to free his hands before she offers her own out to shake.

"Serene Charlord. A pleasure to make your acquaintance, earth man." Now that the deal is done she's pushing aside her disappointment at her failure of an attempt to enjoy a new lunch. She's yet to live up to her first name but she's learnt that she can fight her darker moods by focusing one something or someone new. "You are an earth man, yes? Or have the minority of otherworlders gained a new member in their ranks?"