"You've met?"

"Yeah."

"...maybe you should just talk to him."

"Yeah," he agrees. "That sounds like it could be a good idea."

"Do you want me to tell him we talked or should I just let you guys work it out?"

"Probably better if you let him know?"

"Okay. Where and when?"

"Sooner is preferable, and – I can give you my number? I'm not sure where."

"You're not secretly evil, right? You can just come home with me right now."

"I am, like, extremely confident I am not evil at least by my standards."

"Okay, so we can go back and you can meet Scott there."

He looks back at the pancakes briefly and decides to put them in the fridge.

"Let's go."

"Do you have a car? I can't drive."

"Fortunately," he says, "I do."

So, assuming Isaac can show the way, they can drive over to wherever.

Yup!

Isaac will give helpful directions, and they arrive outside a small suburban home.

He lets Tyler inside; apparently, he has a key.

"Just sit anywhere."

So Tyler takes a seat and waits.

Isaac vanishes up the stairs.

Scott comes down a few minutes later.

"Hey. So. There's a lot we should talk about."

"Apparently." Pause. "So I have pointy ears under werewolf eyes and also display weirdly on camera – Isaac didn't find the latter out – which led him to suggest werepanther or kitsune."

"Um. Okay. I probably can't tell you what you are, but I can talk to Dr. Deaton, he'll know."

"… I thought he didn't like you?"

"He's my boss, he kind of has to like me a little." 

"No, I mean – what's his face, guy from Chemistry, Isaac – said that Deaton didn't like you all?"

"He did? I'll talk to him later. Anyway, I mostly want to talk about last night." 

"There was a thing outside my house and then another thing got rid of it."