With a smile that perhaps seemed slightly cooller than it might otherwise have done, considering who the Haunt's costume represented, Josephine shook the offered hand. The grip was firm, polite and brief.
"A pleasure," the blood-scented Snow Queen replied, with a warm sincerity in her voice. "Whip Josephine Powell," she introduced in kind.
It had taken some time for her, after arriving in Sacramento, to properly acclimatise to speaking to new people and to decide what manner of tone to use.
The good Doctor had learnt since those early days, and the shift in her posture suggested an comfortableness as she eased into the conversation.
"I have to say, your costume is perfectly elegant," Whip Powell complimented.