Alastor: he furrowed his eyebrows becoming increasingly worried for what Ariv did in his spare time. His scales slowly became defensive and turned into points.

Yes- a frog frog-

George: “No!!” George screeched, his face growing bright red. “This is as short as I will go!”

Ariv: “Relax relax!!” Ariv chuckled as if knowing what he was thinking. “I am not the one in this family who deals with souls. I use mind and body magic. Souls of this world are up to Serenity and George manage.”

Why a frog?? Whaaaaaaaat?

Alastor: his eyes widened. "Oh yea!! That makes it totally okay!! I'm so releaved!!! That make it soooooo much better!!" He ran a hand through his hair, the sarcasm was clear in his voice. "Know what? Why don't you just drop me off in town so I can get a new hand, i'll call you in... three weeks?? That work??"

He likes frogs- the frog sits on his head and is his friend.

George: “You’re asking me to go back into the closet??” George questioned before chuckling. “Sure. Just give me a sec.” Going to the closet and grabbing the pole, George brought it out and waited obediently for more orders.

Ariv: “That works with me,” Ariv responded with a polite smile. “Would you like me to speed time up for you?”

Awwww okay! I accept him!!

Alastor: he stared at him blankly. His brain now overloaded with things he's rather not know. He hid his face in his hands to process everything.

Yes- he's also very proper and polite.