Cal emerged from his office when called, closing a file he'd been looking at. He looked Emily up and down, trying to assess modesty as well as difficulty level of clothing removal. He seemed a little distracted, but he nodded, satisfied. "You look nice," he said, shrugging.
Now the boy on the other hand.. Someone who claimed to be a werewolf when they were all the rage. Well, Cal didn't trust him with his daughter yet, and doubted the boy could do much to change his mind when he arrived. Good old fashioned intimidation would just have to do in a pinch. "And you're going where, again?"