"My lady," The man bows, curled and tussled hair falling gently along with it. "May I please have your name?"
Alison blinks, an awkward smile flashing at the man. "Uh," She starts, glancing towards the demon perched carefully on the edge of the computer desk (who was currently filing his horns with a nail-file he conjured out of- actually, no, she didn't want to think about that). Julian huffs, flicking the file off into some corner of the room where it, inevitably, would end up in some poor persons room just when they gave up looking for it.
"Thomas, don't be like that, she doesn't even know about-" He waves his hands in a general motion. "-all of this."