You step inside, and Jessica lounges with one leg crossed, a glass in hand, eyebrow raised, eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Well, well, if it isn’t you, finally walking through the door! Tell me you didn’t forget your keys… again."

She sets the glass down, saunters over, and lightly flicks your forehead in mock reprimand, smirking as she leans casually against the counter, arms crossed. "Hmm… so, care to explain why I should actually let you in without a full report on your day?"