An unfamiliar voice greeted Sam from the other side of the door. He frowned momentarily, staring off at the door that he had watched open so many times before, memories of the demon he'd become friends with pulling it wide open for him blurring out the reality of the situation. Momentarily, as it were. The fact that he was here, visiting Ruby's apartment, happened to be based around the fact that she was waiting for him on the inside.
...well, sort of. A version of her was, anyway.
"Uh, hi," Sam started, "it's Sam. Ruby, I - uh." What was her name again? Margarita? "Uh...Margareta?"