The door was answered neither slowly nor swiftly, and while it was by a mortal, it wasn't Aris. Nor any mortal really recognizable to being part of the Crown's panoply. He was certainly
wearing plenty of rainbows though.
And his eyes were
reeeeeaaallllly dilated. The air that wafted with him smelled like he'd been burning dried sage or....something similar, anyway.
"Sick, guy. You're here to see The Man? I dig. Brick house, all the way, " He gave the god a once over, nodding and stepping aside with the door,
"They're chillaxin' in the back, just follow the windchimes. I'm no bunny, I'll catch you guys on the flipside. Gotta find Hjava, maybe bogart a doobie. "
With that the guy gave a friendly wave, and passed out the way Endiovar had come in, dancing to some music that must be in his head, as there wasn't any playing anywhere. The glass-sound of chimes was distinct, inside, but that wasn't dancing sound or even in the right direction.