Pete knew there was a Hermione and a Harry and he had to resist the urge to ask them where Lizard Boy was and to make awful jokes like 'got your nose' about it. After having met beings like King Arthur, Oberon (who got a finger pointed at him and a telling off), and Merlin (don't get him started on that hellish mess), Pete seemed to accept the whole fictional thing with the greatest of ease.
"It's always complicated," Pete murmured, before frowning and speaking so he was more easily heard over the background chatter of other people. He stared at her hand before shaking it. "Pete Wisdom. An' even if there's none of the time travel business? That really can be useful, Gwen, so don't underestimate it. You'd be surprised how much those ghostie bastards notice and you never know if you'll ever need a demon to pop in and help out. For a price. Naturally."