[As Tim approaches any nervousness he might feel he hides away. Walking with confidence and offering a firm hand in return. Firm, but not intended to be painful as he shakes Oswald's hand.]

The pleasure is all mine, Mr. Cobblepot. [Tim was going to be on his best behavior with the man who might be selling him weapons soon.] After all, you're the one doing me a favor by meeting with me today. And, please, call me Tim.

[Taking a moment to clear his throat Tim comes to a decision to just jump right to the main reason he was here.] I've been lead to believe that you could help me get my hands on some weaponry. I'd be happy with just your standard handgun, but I was curious if you had anything that would work on vampires, dragons, or other such creatures.