The young man was clearly nervous. He was a little shorter than average height and had a slim build, though he didn't seem to have any particular physical insecurities. He was dressed in a blue business suit and carried a briefcase in his hand.

The man cleared his throat softly and looked up at you, offering a nervous smile. Despite efforts to appear confident, the faint tremor in his hands gave him away.

"Hello, I'm Bria...." He cleared his throat. "No, wait, sorry. I'm Pasternack."