Watson. Now that's interesting. She smiles faintly, but doesn't tell him why, that they have the same last name.

"Tell me about yourself."

It's a command, but a gentle one. She could, of course, just ask the attendant about him, or read his blurb in the program given to all the prospective buyers, with each slave listed by number, never by name. But she's not interested in what they have to say. She wants him to tell her, mostly to show him that she's interested in him as a person and not just as property.