Looking up wearily, Fenrix narrowed his eyes. "A visitor? I don't usually get visitors... Oh wait, I do, all the time actually..." he smiled slightly as he rambled on. Heading to the door way, he sang his fruit song and laid his hands on the magic door handle. Flicking his wrist, he uttered a magic fraise "Ahkra, Duma..." grunting in pleasure as he heard a click, he opened it. "Oh! Why hello there, what is your name!" not stopping to hear, he grabbed her wrist and brought her inside. "Hm, you look good, know magic? Oh! So sorry, you are not an idiot, maybe slightly in the need of fashion tips... But hey, what can you do-" stopping abruptly, Fenrix tipped her head back. "Elf, nice aura... Yes, what do you want? I know you want something but you must tell me first" he scolded strangly. "Wait!, wait... Before you tell me your reason for being here, what was your name again?" as he asked this, he held her chin up with his right hand and looked into her yes with his in a studying way. Doing this, he then reached to his left with his left hand and fumbled for an apple from the fruit basket, tipping it over, all of the fruit fell to the ground as did the basket, although he did manage to grab an apple before the fall. He held it in his hand as he released her and took a step back, taking a sloppy bite from the apple. "So... Do you like bingo-dwarfs?" he asked, gesturing for the apple, a puzzled expression swept his face as he brought the apple up to his eyes "Wait... That's not the name of it... Do you know what these are called again?" he sighed, lifting the apple toward her direction before he continued to bite it again.