Eric broke his demeanor and smiled at Harry. "Now, you know how I have been the last couple of days."
The door opened. She was round faced with chalky pale complexion, dark blue eyes and straight blond hair: "white as a magnolia petal". She stood as tall as Eric's shoulder. She wore a pastels-and-twinset suit with a skirt and heels that matched perfectly. She looked ethereally lovely, with a kind of deadly edge.
"It's about time." She leaned against the door and stared at Eric. She smiled before giving Harry the once over. "Really? This is him?"
"Pam, I would like you to meet Harry. He's under my protection."
"Wasn't it you that used to ride Bill about his human fetish?" She smiled wider and extended her hand to hair in an old worldly sort of way. "Harry."