If he had known precisely how loud the music was, Godric would have felt bad and turned it off. But since he was a bit lost in his own universe, he didn't notice, and it wasn't until Riley tapped on the door that he really thought about anyone else being here. Looking up, Godric's brow raised in surprise, moreso when he took note of the bottle in the stranger's hand. His first thought was that the man was drinking on school grounds, and that wasn't very professional. And then he remembered that he was doing the exact same thing.
Laughing a little, Godric nodded. "I suppose," he said amiably, nodding for Riley to come take a seat across the desk. "It seems you're having as good a week as I have had." Pulling a glass from a drawer in his desk, Godric slid it across for Riley. "Godric Witt, by the way," he added, offering his hand.