[Her senses start to sort themselves out as she keeps trying to read him. Past the "clean cut human" projection, down to..]

...There you are. [She throws her head back and laughs as her eyes turn temporarily gold. There's the sound of energy collecting as her bat wings slip out and stretch into the air.] You need whatever records I have. You have a projection spell of that level and you're honestly coming to me?

[She magics the coffee cups out of the room.] What do you really want?