Juliana flushed, but said nothing in response to his first comment; there was very little to say. She didn't have any reasonable explanation for her very involved and impassioned ideas about lycanthropy, and if she tried to make vague excuses she would probably only succeed in convincing this reporter that she was a werewolf, which she certainly didn't need.

The introduction sent a quick flash of panic through her. She hadn't been expecting it, and didn't have a fake name at hand, though she knew giving him her real name was not the best idea after the conversation they'd just had — and him being a reporter, and specifically a reporter who reported on werewolves and wrote letters to Marlowe Forfang. (On the other hand, if she kept lying about her name in the middle of Wizzhard's one of the staff members was bound to call her on it eventually — they all knew her).

"Juliana Binns," she eventually replied, because her name was the only one she could summon up. "My, uhm, my brother owns the bookstore."