"Hm?" Thursday looked up at the new face, momentarily lost. Then they looked at her hand, and realized. "Ah! Huh, forgot I brought that one with. Guess it comes with shoving everything in in a mad dash the night? day? before!" They took the pen graciously, and placed it atop the chaos and mess. "Thank you... Maven? Are you the Maven? From the sign-in sheet? You're the one with the uh," They waved a hand in the direction of the brass-eyed fellow. When this didn't conjure up his species' name, they began to snap their fingers. This seemed to jog their memory. "Devil! Right?"