"I know moving pictures," Newt says with a shrug. "And radio programs. I think televisions are a bit after my time. But this...sitcom, as you say, sounds most amusing."

"Oh?" He says, returning her smile with an awkward one of his own. "Seems fitting to choose your name for your friend there from that mythology then, doesn't it?"

"Dropbears?" He says, tilting his head as he considers what the name implies. "Doesn't sound like any creature I've ever heard of."

He reaches out to shake her hand as she offers it, nodding. "I wish we were meeting under better circumstances, but I suppose we take what we can get, yes? I'm Newt. Newt Scamander. It's nice to meet you, Alex."