"Hu-hum," The pudgy man coughed slightly as he threw a quick glance to a large ledger the size of a small chest clad in dark brown leather resting at the end of the table, before finally looking back at Liaena.

"I am afraid that we cannot give out personal information about our clients just like that, it's a right of privity that we pride ourselves in being able to provide, young miss. Here at Rochenstein's Housing for Exquisite Personnel, we have a deep respect for our customer's private matters and desire to be left alone, which is the belief that forms the cornerstone upon which this illustrious company was built on!"

He proclaimed high and loudly as he held his hand up high as if he was a priest preaching fervently at a sermon, and his other around the laps of his richly decorated silk and leather coat. 
The man definitely carried the look of being part of the higher middle class or lower upper class, as his garments were richly textured and adorned with elaborate tailoring. A small black hat with a long feather sat on the other end of the table, most likely belonging to the estate agent, and his fingers carried no less than six rings of silver, gold and adorned with diamonds or other precious metals and stones. 

However, shortly after his little speech, the man peered at Liaena's rich and most likely expensive apparel with heightened interest. Moving his hand to stroke his short beard, a moment of silence ensued as the man seemed to be contemplating on something, before speaking again; his face now looking much more neutral and curious.

"But... ahem, exactly just [b]how[/b] important is it that you find this man, my lady?" He suddenly inquired as he looked towards Liaena with a look that only a true businessman could recreate, hinting at her with one of his eyes while he placed one of his hands down on the ledger at the table, gently drumming with his index finger on the leather cover of the huge book.

"I might be able to arrange something, if the... [b]need[/b] for it, was great enough."