Pumpkin pie was better than any sort of cupcake.. Any extremely in-depth thoughts the boy was having were interrupted as he was startled from his comatose mindset. He had basically been asleep, after waiting half an hour for his lyricist partner he had zoned out and now as he was coming out of his daze he nearly dropped his guitar on the ground and almost fell from his position on the couch.
Standing to go and greet his guest, he approached the door and ran a hand though his tousled curls, his ring glinting in the light. "Yo," he began, his eyes squinted as he woke himself up. "Y'know, I was expecting Oprah over at this time but like you said, you're just as good so you'll have to do." There was a laugh in his tone as he stuffed his hands in his pockets and ushered with his head for her to come inside and join him in the living area.