Oh, but she was amusing. Perhaps he could afford her come courtesy after all - and if it came down to it that she was responsible for his appearance in... Massachusetts, then he would just have to kill her with courtesy as well. If not, then better to make an ally of her. She seemed to be a native of this place and her knowledge could be invaluable. He smirked - very slightly - and removed his glasses, tucking them in a pocket. "I've no room to talk about names." That much, at least, was true. Not that he despised his name, exactly, but it was unusual enough to garner an odd look or seven.

His initial wariness seemingly gone - or at least well hidden - he removed his hat and swept into a short bow. "Alabaster Donohue, at your service."