"No..." His eyes had been drifting over to where Woolford had been, seeing Louise zoom in on him. Turning back to Nancy, he shakes his head, "Sorry, what makes him a jerk?" He didn't care on any level, but needed to further extend the small talk.

This was definitely the worst part of 'undercover' missions. Sometimes, it was a blessing when people knew who he was, it cut to the chase and he typically got the answers he was looking for.