Narcissus slid away from the counter, graceful as always, and moved behind Echo at the door. "I do hope it's fresh." he said, making his appearance known. "I find there's nothing better than fresh venison roast." He smiled charmingly, taking a step forward and holding out his hand to Daphne. "I'm Narcissus. And you must be Daphne? Echo has said so much about you."
If there was one thing about Narcissus that obvious, he was charming when it came to meeting new people.