"As you should!" Mo'rtajha practically tut-tuts at Andy, although she tosses a wink in the woman's direction, ears flicking atop her head. "He had quite a knack for finding trouble, as I well imagine you do."

She considers outstretched hand for but a moment before vigorously giving it a shake. Perhaps a touch too much, but she does let go! "Andy! Yes, a fine name indeed. I know mine can be a spot of trouble so, pray, call me Mort if that is easier to recall, yes?"