Andras's apartment, late afternoon, Andras and Charlie
Charlie had called that morning and had a fair idea of when Andras would be home, so headed down with Nia on one hip and an envelope folder under his other arm.
He smiled at Nia and said, "Shall we find out if he's there? Do you want to knock?"
"Knock knock," Nia said, and her little fist padded at the door. "Knock knock, who dat dere?"