"Mr. Malfoy!" The girl gasped as she refocused her attention away from Scorpius and onto Draco. "It is an honor! Sinister Season was, like, how I got into the scene! Lyricus was so intense and almost, like, fantastical sounding? It’s going in my dissertation! Merlin’s tits!" She then appeared slightly embarrassed, slanting a questioning and slightly guilty look to Scorpius. "This is kind of weird. Wow. I don’t know - Should I call you Mr. Malfoy or Mr. Season? Sinister?"