Point-of-View: Damien Romer
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"Hey, you made it! Come on in!" Grinned Isla, opening the door after I rang the bell.
"Oh, um, thanks for having me," I responded as I walked in.
"Ah, there you are, Damien! Good to see you, kid," Greeted her father with a welcoming smile.
Good, by their demeanors, it's quite apparent that they didn't find Scipe, I had been a little paranoid and nervous that they might have, but looks like I was just overthinking it.
This is perfect, everything's in place for me to get started...mm, but the food smells good, guess I'll eat a bit before I begin.
"I appreciate you inviting me today...and the food smells amazing," I replied with a smile.
"Glad to hear it, here's hoping it tastes as good as it smells!" He grinned, patting my back before gesturing to me to take a seat.
