"Hello, may I ask if you are..." The door was opened by a young woman, presumably in her early thirties, with brown hair and grayish-blue eyes. Despite her simple attire, she possessed an unmistakable charisma. However, upon seeing Adrian holding a child, she hesitated, and her following words trailed off.
"Hello, Ms. Thompson, I'm Adrian Cowell; we had an appointment today." Adrian shifted Emma from his left to his right arm and then smiled.
"Um... yes, Mr. Cowell... Hello..." Ms. Thompson finally regained her composure and curiously examined him and the little girl in his arms before adding, "You seem to have been delayed."
"Yes, I'm very sorry; there was a minor issue," Adrian shrugged, "this child insisted on coming with me."
Ms. Thompson's curiosity deepened, but she gestured for them to come in: "Please, come in anyway."
