Sandy bounces the idea around in his head, thinking of all possible angles, then nods to himself. "I believe I can be your faceman... er, Chizz, was it? I have a fair bit of experience dealing with the public from my days as a merchant." To accentuate the point, he pulled out a symbol of Waukeen and dangled it proudly in front of his own face. "Plus, I'm a hin... I'm categorically harmless. Or at least, that's what most Big People think, right?"