Lillith's lashes dipped over her lovely melon-pink gaze and she hid a smile at his expense. This one, he was terribly polite despite the surprise of her appearance.

She held out her hand (although she would not be upset if he declined to take it because of the claws). "You are very kind, but I do not imagine most people you meet at parties look like the demons of your mythology." She supposed he might be from a different world that did not have such demons, but most here seemed to. "Therefore, the pleasure in making the acquaintance, first, must be mine."