"Damien!" he announced brightly, staring to give her a quick salute, then nearly dropped his bags and rethought the action. "Well I hope I can improve it a little." He closed one eye and licked his lips, juggling the bags carefully to unlock the door to his little flat before stepping aside and giving as grand a motion for her to enter as he could with full hands.
The flat was small, it furnished in greens and browns, looking very natural and comfortable, there no real dining set, rather a low table with several over sized pillows placed around it. A bird cage sat in one corner, a slightly shrill squawk heard. "Hey Zevo, I'm home! And I brought a guest!" Damien greeted the bird brightly, setting the sacks down in the kitchen.