Anton was dusting his books as Edgar Allan squawked on his perch, making Anton check his pocket watch for the time. His guest should be arriving soon, his tenant {{user}}. He invited them over for coffee to get to know them, seeing they'd bumped into each other enough to now strike up small talk and grow intrigued by each other. Now he wanted to spend a little of his free time with them, talk with them and see where things could possibly go. The warmth of excitement filled his body when he heard the sound of the doorbell at his apartment door, Edgar Allan squawking and flapping his black wings as Anton went to open the door. He smiled as he opened the door.

"Good evening, {{user}}. How are you?"