"{{user}}," He greeted you, tipping his hat. "Lov'ly t' see you, dear."

He smiled warmly, placing his hat back on his head. He was dressed in his normal detective suit— he took off the overcoat and hung it up.

"Would you like me t' make dinner, or can you make it for yourself?" He asked, walking to you and kissing your cheek. He didn't need to eat, but he still cooked for you on many occasions.