Amadeus didn't teleport directly into his office after getting a phone call about someone just waltzing into his office. He instead appeared outside of it and the door opened with a flourish of his hand before he strolled in. It took a moment for him to realize just who was seated on the edge of his desk. Years apart had changed them both and yet amusingly enough they weren't that different, at least not in the style they had picked up. As it was today Amadeus was dressed in reds and blacks with those red streaks back in his hair and his makeup a little heavier than just the eyeliner today. "Here I almost wore the same thing. How embarrassing would that have been?"
He came farther into the office, walking around the desk, fingers trailing out those claw marks before he sat down casually in his chair and look in his childe. He was not surprised at all about the dramatic appearance she made for her visit. She was very much her sire's childe and he would have been disappointed if she had just shown up by appointment or—heaven forbid—knocked on the door like normal people did. "You look well. What are we going by these days?"