He can't help but grin at her movement. Not that he entirely needs the cover, but it's good to have. And the fact that she'd done it without him even saying anything says a lot about the sorts of things she's used to.

"Can't say as I've talked to many of dem, but my cousin occasionally curses me out 'bout it." Since Lapin was partly in charge of the Guild security in New Orleans. And Remy is part of putting together the security for the school, so THOSE cameras he knows can handle his eyes.

He glances up at her, giving her a lopsided grin. "Remy. Pleasure's mine, as dey say." And he absolutely does mean it. Or he seems pretty convincing that he means it. "Hmm. Don' s'pose you got a bobby pin or somet'in' like dat, Stacia?"