[Manfred hesitates, his body language immediately shifting from joy to utter confusion. Fireworks still popping off in the distance clearly illuminated his expression, one that, for lack of a better word, looked lost.]

...Manfred? Manfred Vaeris? Specter? Haven full of dragons? That... doesn't ring a bell?

[But the look on her face pretty much spelled out right away that it didn't. And so did the tone in her voice. While he wouldn't have put it past her to tease him by asking that, the inflection was all wrong. With how much they traded joking barbs with one another, he'd learned to pick them out. And that question? That wasn't one. If something could take all the wind right out from under his wings, that realization surely did.

And yeah, all of that enthusiasm pretty quickly evaporated, leaving visible and audible disappointment. This just got really, really awkward, and he was suddenly thankful he wasn't more friendly or personal with his greeting.]

I've... met you, anyway. Sorta? ...A you? I don't know. Sorry.