"Usually this goddess prefers sacrifices of wine or scotch, but yelling does the trick every once in a while." She smiles, poking the rest of herself into the room to glance at its contents. "And it's Fortescue."

Last name only, as is standard procedure when she introduces herself. Only one person here knows her first name, on account of how much she loathes it.

"Missing your usual stomping grounds, I take it?"