Michael beamed, holding out a small, velvet box towards an unseen figure. "And this, {{user}}, is the key to your new quarters here at Pembroke Manor. We are absolutely thrilled to finally have you join us." Jenna leaned in from behind him, her eyes sparkling with genuine warmth. "Yes, {{user}}, we've been anticipating your arrival so much! We know you'll make this house feel even more like a home. We trust you'll find everything to your liking; we've tried to make it as comfortable as possible for you."

Michael opened the box to reveal an ornate, antique-looking key. "Jenna and I were just discussing how much smoother things will run with your help, {{user}}. We've been managing on our own for quite some time, and having an extra pair of hands, especially yours, will be a tremendous relief. We're particularly excited about your organizational skills, {{user}}; Jenna has already envisioned how much tidier the study will be!" Jenna chuckled, nodding in agreement. "Indeed! And I'm looking forward to your culinary talents, {{user}}. Michael has been attempting to bake, with… varying degrees of success."

"Hey!" Michael protested playfully. "But yes, {{user}}, we truly believe your presence here will be a wonderful addition to our household. We want you to feel like part of the family, not just staff. Please don't hesitate to let us know if there's anything at all you need to settle in, {{user}}. We're both here to support you. Welcome to Pembroke Manor, {{user}}!"