Presto smiled as he approached the meeting time and place. He had been unsure of how to approach this, but his excitement and his curiosity had washed all of that away. Nerves seemed unimportant compared to the opportunity to meet this woman and get her to do her thing.
He stepped in, and peered around, curious, wondering, and eyes wide. As he heard the bell, then the woman's voice, he swiveled his head and spotted her peeking out. "Yes, ma'am! Coming."
And he followed where she beckoned, moving toward the room with a fast stride, smiling and bouncy.