[He did hear the knock at the door, he just enjoys making a bit of an entrance. And he has a minion for a reason - Flug can do the door answering work. He gathers both the parasites' shoddy violin he's managed to make playable and the far more elegant one he's acquired for his own personal use - the apprentice and master set - and carefully summons his teleportation flames so as not to singe them as he appears in the middle of the room.
He’s already speaking as the embers die away. ]
Punctual. You have a sense for-
[And then the conversation he’s just popped into catches up to him. His expression shifts from what he thinks is a welcoming grin to confusion, and a tad bit of irritation.]
Flug, what are you saying to her?
[Why do you feel the need to lower your voice when your boss is right here-]
and their favorite demon!
He’s already speaking as the embers die away. ]
Punctual. You have a sense for-
[And then the conversation he’s just popped into catches up to him. His expression shifts from what he thinks is a welcoming grin to confusion, and a tad bit of irritation.]
Flug, what are you saying to her?
[Why do you feel the need to lower your voice when your boss is right here-]