Der Tod had been cleaning the aquarium again, for lack of anything better to do (while he'd gathered that no one here was exactly dead, they weren't quite alive in the conventional sense, either, which made doing his job rather difficult. His real job, not the one he'd been assigned in the department store, although it seemed to pay the most of anyone he'd spoken to thus far). He couldn't freeze time at his will, or conjure the bridge to his realm, or put the spirits of his exotic fish in the apartment complex's large pool. Instead, he'd tastefully arranged the apartment to display the various symbolic 'death masks' from numerous cultures he'd had in his possession, as well as the state-of-the-art media center he'd purchased shortly after arrival. He had also bought a bed, although he did not need to sleep in it.
When he heard Evey's knock, he slipped into his human persona and became Todd Engel, removing the latex gloves he wore to clean the aquarium and ensuring that the pot of tea he had brewing was almost ready. He did wish to be a good host, after all. He opened the door.
"You must be the charming young lady I corresponded with earlier," he greeted her with a disarming smile. Of course, he didn't look that old himself, only in his late twenties. Looks could be deceiving. "Evey, you are most welcome. Please come in."