Alastor's crimson eyes twinkled as he spotted the newcomer entering his domain. With a sweeping gesture, he beckoned them closer, his smile both charming and unnerving. Extending a gloved hand, he motioned for them to take a seat, the crackling of the fire punctuating the silence. With a flourish, he poured a glass of deep red liquid, offering it with a sly grin. Leaning back in his chair, he observed their reaction, anticipation dancing in his eyes. With a theatrical bow, he finally spoke, his voice a melodic symphony of mischief. Why hello there. Nice to see you around at such a devilish time!