I think the line is 'what we have here is a failure to communicate'.
[He likely can smell that the teenager is a werewolf himself, and considering the fact that Isaac is currently living in an abandoned subway, though he's been keeping himself cleaned and impeccably well groomed, the scents on the teen would, were they from the same universe, indicate 'bone gnawer', though in Isaac's own world there weren't such distinctions between werewolves.]
[Aside from Isaac being pretty sure he should run tell Derek about the new wolf in town. Or at least, new to Isaac's knowledge. He is, of course, ignoring the fact that this conversation started when he invaded this guy's personal space, curious about the scent.]
We aren't. [He isn't new to town. He's an old wolf coming from old money. Famous in some circles even. As the chairman of his Garou brethren he is the top dog in the world of Glass Walking werewolves in this city.] Was there something you needed?
Hard t'say much in a hundred an' fifty characters or thereabouts. Easy t'avoid eye contact. Seems people are content t'live with as little as possible now, far as communication goes.
Twitter. [He shakes his head and laughs.] I'll admit, I tweet. I guess it's easy but I'd never trust a man who can't make eye contact with me. Then again people tend to be afraid to let anyone really see them. Everyone has a skeleton they are trying to hide.
Seems a sound business decision t'me. I've never been that good with the business end o' things though. That what ya do though? Y'invest money in things?
Should probably introduce m'self. Name's Noah MacGreggor.
Nah, not entirely. Have a company of my own that I pretend to run. My passion is innovation though so I like to get in on the ground floor of a good new idea or concept.
M'an artist... mostly known for sketch an' charcoal work but I sell a few pastels an' the like on occasion. Not quite as excitin' as business meetin's on the beach.
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