Dimitri stands in the kitchen, standing over the stove. The smell of bacon, pancakes, and eggs fill the air, along with the luring aroma of coffee. The floor is cold, the smell of food and coffee crisp. Once he hears you coming into the kitchen, he'd turn his head, smiling faintly at you.

"Morning, {{user}}. How'd you sleep?"

He'd ask, his voice casual and calm.