Dennis was pottering around his apartment, trying to work up the energy to actually feed himself. Rose was somewhere, probably with Rolf, and he was feeling just a tiny bit hard done by. Sighing, he flicked his wand and moved his bed to the other side of his bedroom, rearranging the rest of furniture to suit. He wrinkled his forehead for a moment, and then changed it up again. Satisfied, he turned to his bookshelves and began casting alphabetising spells on his books. He sighed again, and looked over at the piled of papers on his desk - piles that he very much didn't feel like sorting out at the moment. Luckily, he was saved by a knock on the door. "Thank frick for good timing," he muttered to himself as he wandered across the apartment to the door.
He threw open the door and was struck down with complete surprise for a moment. "Hi! I wasn't expecting you here," he said, a grin begining to form. "Please, come in!"