[Leaving his mostly-drained mug on the table, Liem reaches out to accept the flyer Howl flourishes into being, with only a minor raise of his brows in response to the act of prestidigitation. He glances over the paper with curious eyes, noting the unfamiliar name.]

"Prospero?"

[Is that an alias, or a last name that Liem has simply never been apprised of? He realizes with some chagrin that he doesn't actually know if Howl has a last name, or what it might be if he does.

After a quick glance over the sheet of paper, Liem pushes back from the table and gets to his feet as well, digging into a pocket with his other hand. He fishes out a slim wallet and retrieves some coin to leave for the waitress.]

You've been busy these last few months, haven't you? I don't think I'm in current need of your services, but I would happily visit your establishment nonetheless.