Standing inside the door longer than he needs as if he needs to adjust more, as if his eyes didn't catch up quickly but it lets him breathe, lets him assess the situation. Lets him scent out how many are there and what he's facing.

Anyone else would see a beautiful woman and be unaware of the man in the office. Of the beautiful werewolf before him. Well then. He wasn't led wrong.

"I'm sorry to bother you, I'm Tyler Lockwood," he says, getting out his wallet and pulling out a business card he had made for this purpose. He doesn't try and shake her hand, instead sliding the card over the counter towards her. It would show true information she could confirm about him. The human side of being a Lockwood. Not to mention if other packs had mentioned him.

"I've kind of been driving all over the country and now my car's giving me a weird knocking. I was hoping to have someone take a look at it?"