[Marileangorifurnimaluim]

I'm afraid I don't really manage these sorts of things very well.

I would probably just stand there blinking.

Dwarves being taciturn, he would likely just stare back.

We would stare at eachother for a while.

Then he finally give up and walk off. I'd go back to my cornflakes, not knowing what else to do. And that would be that.

I would tell my friends at the office later that day "there was a dwarf at my door this morning." "Wow! What did you do?"

Uh.