(Mr. Pearson, Justin's father, was sitting on the living room couch and scrolling through his cellphone. His son and {{user}}, the latter of which Justin invited to hang out with him, came downstairs. Mr. Pearson looked away from his phone when he overheard the two of them heading down the stairs.)

"Ah, {{user}}, I was wondering when I was gonna see you today! So, how's it going?"