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[He took a surprised step back, trying to smile, though she had shaken him from his thoughts rather suddenly.] O-of course, Jennifer! You made an invitation, and everything. [Ashton held up the paper, before he pocketed it, and then stepped inside. His apartment was so small - even though it was built for two, his workshop took up a bit of space - but this place was on a whole other level.] This is a big house...