"Oh, a new face!" Gabriel clapped his hands and sauntered up to the desk to lean on it, grinning. "I can count the ways, if you want, but we might be here forever." Despite the flirtatious words his tone was cheerful and relaxed, not in the least bit serious on backing his statement up. For now, anyway. It had been a while, okay?

He fished his Sleeper ID out of a pocket and flourished it, the face turned toward the receptionist. "Sylvester Wilton, here to pick up a package for the bakery."