"He is." She drops her hair and turns around, showing off the necklace for him. "I met him when that underground club was attacked." And then he was bitten by a werewolf.

"Which is precisely why I'm having him meet some of my friends. He's not exactly..." She struggles for a word, and finally settles on it: "He's American." And doesn't trust vampires or fae.

"How does it look?"