“It's a pleasure,” Sol says, briefly and inescapably comparing this Lily Potter to the one he'd met once in Bete Noire - but he hardly knew her, and it's a pointless exercise, just a strange habit. He offers her a hand to shake, rising, “Solomon Koenig.”

Conan would also like to make Lily's better acquaintance, and seems less than thrilled that Sol isn't letting go of his leash. Fun ruiner.