He paused and thought about it. “At this point, you are. However I’m not done hiring. I’m sure most of the wait staff and more of the dancers will be human. I just haven't opened auditions yet, not until the construction is totally finished.” His arms shifted to cross over his chest as he leaned back, eyes skimming the main floor now that the workers were gone and he could get a good look of the progress.
“That,” he nods back toward the stairs that lead to the main gallery “Is an imp. They’re not particularly good with pretending but unless you know what to look for, they just seem a little off. Most of us are much better at pretending.” He smiled, a touch of thinly veiled pride there on his face.