"Hi," says Cam.

"That's a demon," says Miranda helpfully.

"- like, the Muggle religious thing?"

"Our English terminology borrows from the mythology. If it's distracting you can call me an apsel or a maker or whatever."

"I am not super attached to the Muggle religious thing, it's just - it'd have other implications - nice to meet you -"

"Nice to meet you too. I did go through a period of finding it hilarious to announce that I'd died and gone to Hell but it did not happen because I had done anything wrong or antagonized any monotheistic deities, nor cause any psychological changes."

"What the fuck, Timothy."

"I know!!!! Thank you!"

"So how do I summon a demon?"

"Do you want the four credit university course or the connect-the-dots."

"I would like to know what a credit and a university are, and also a connect-the-dots if that has a meaning beyond the obvious."

" - he's also from 2179."

"What the fuck, Timothy."

"I love you too."

"A university is an institution of higher Muggle education. It confers a credential when a certain number of units of education crudely metricized in 'credits' are accumulated. Connecting dots is exactly what it sounds like although it would to someone of my cultural context also evoke a childhood activity sort of analogous to painting by numbers if you have that."

"Why am I summoning a demon?"

"I'm setting you two up because I think it'll be cute."

"Okay. Then I think I'll skip the Muggle university course for now."

Cam hands him a piece of paper with most of a circle on it and a pen.

"There's an outdoors."

"Thanks," he says to Cam. "You owe me, like, several favors," he says to Timothy.

"You owe me several fewer favors than you did this morning," he says serenely. 

"If she's tone-deaf then next time I am going to make you date your own damn demon."

"She's a very musical demon. What kind of brother do you think I am?"

"The kind without enough evaluative ability to tell if people are musically talented."