There was a squeal of hinges as the suit-clad man to be known as the Management stepped out of the center control booth of the merry go round. Carefully shined shoes stepped around the horses and the tigers, a hand running along the back of one of the obligatory benches along the outside before he stepped out onto the moist earth. It had been raining here, after all.
"Selene!" He called with a haughty tone to his voice, crossing his arms. That's right, vampire, he knew who you were. "You're probably looking for me."
If the suited man was guarded it would be impossible to tell from behind those dark glasses. His arms hung loosely at his side, too. Though, there was a sort of forced smile as the Management recalled that he was supposed to be in customer service mode. He wasn't very good at service in general.