A Perfect Embodiment Of A Devil

The old man snapped out of his baffled pondering and slapped a hand at Ford's shoulder, "Oh too bad, we could have made a nice team. Anyway, whenever you change your mind about things don't forget to give me a call, son; you will find my daughter available and very lovely at all times." 

Subtly Ford removed the old man's hand from his shoulder and smiled, "I have no doubt your daughter is as lovely as you. Now Bill, I think your team is waiting for you downstairs. Say hi, to your sons from me." he smiled as the man took his leave and began making his way to where Moon was hiding listening on them in the hallway. 

By the time she realized that it was too late, she couldn't have run fast enough to not be seen running down the hallway and that would look even worse for her.