PND obtained!

'How are you?'

'Not bad, thank you Nalini. And you?'

'Not too bad either. Looking forwards to seeing Zaryn.'

'Yes, I can imagine. When did you last see her?'

'A few days before I moved, so quite some time now. One of the drawbacks of both being busy as all hell, sadly.'

'Ah, that's a shame.'

'Indeed.'

'Hi darling!'

'Hi Mum!'

'Zaryn, this is Edward Farrington. Edward, Zaryn.'

'Nice to meet you!'

'Hello, Zaryn. It's nice to meet you too.'

'So is this the PND?'

'Yeah I'm great thanks Mum, how are you?'

'...Sorry. I was getting to that.'

'I know, I'm teasing. But yeah, this is it, I finished it up last night.'

'Fantastic, thank you. No problems...?'

'If by that you mean, does Dad know what I've done, then no. I played Tem Shop on repeat in my lab, it seemed to keep him away!'

'Thank you for making it. It's appreciated.'

'No problem! Where should I put it?'

'Oh, might as well just stick it on my desk for now, through there.'

'Alrighty!'

'Now let's hope Tate will be reasonable.'

'That'll be the fucking day.'

'Uh, Mum?'

'Yes, sweetheart?'

'You, um, might not want to leave your Google search for -'

'Zaryn no!'

'- seduction tips up on the computer in the future...'

'ZARYN PLEASE!'

'Oh...' 

'So, um... ...So this is your boyfriend and I've just made the world's worst first impression, haven't I?'

'Mrph.'

'...Y-Yes... I hope you don't mind...'

'Ooohhh I'm sorry, I'm embarrassed too now! That's great though! Congrats guys!'

'......Thank you.'

'Never mind. Thank you too.'

'So... How are you?'

'...Well right now if the apocalypse were to hit, I'd welcome it.'

'W-What have you been up to recently?'

'Working on a project with my dad in Strangetown, meeting aliens, turning down offers of butt babies -'

'- I thought it was only men that got pregnant from aliens?'

'Yeah, that doesn't stop some of them from making jokes about it.'

'Ah. At least alien babies are nice.'

'Awwww yeah! I saw some of them and they're so cute!'

'So what's this project you're doing? Am I allowed to ask?'

'Yeah, but that doesn't mean I'll tell you! Nah, we're working on a more advanced form of Simbots and the old Servos.'

'That sounds interesting. I'm not particularly familiar with Simbots.'

'Weeeellll, I s'pose given that they're not hugely common they're kinda impressive, but to be honest they're kinda junky, in my opinion. They're not very reliable and break down a lot. Plus you can't get them wet for obvious reasons and a scrappy piece of metal sparking in your back garden's not something you want, so we've been trying a new design to make these bots' outer shell waterproof. So far so good, the testing looks promising, unlike Dad's old Simbot that broke down after trying to take a shower...'

'...Ah. That's not a good idea!'

'We've been playing around with some different bodily designs as well, say if someone wants something a bit smaller, more compact - no legs! The last project we worked on was a hoverboard-'

'- Fuck, I remember that damn thing. Namely you riding it up and down the fucking stairs.'

'To be honest, I started doing it just for your reaction.'

'Thanks, honey.'

'But yeah, we've still got some of the hover technology, so stick it in a bot and no need for legs!'

'Very nice. I'd be a bit reluctant to use a hoverboard, to be honest!'

'Hello?'

'Good morning, sir. I've been sent by Key Security. Topaz Exner, pleased to meet you.'

'Tate Farrington. It's a pleasure to meet you too. I trust you're suitable for the job?'

'Yes sir. I have years of military service, and I'm experienced when it comes to fighting. You can put your faith in me.'

'I'm glad to hear it. Come inside, I'll show you around the house.'

'Thank you.'

'Oh, hi.'

'This is the new security guard.'

'I'm Topaz. ...Have we ever met before? You look kinda familiar.'

'Ah! I'm Roxxi, Tate's wife. No, I definitely haven't met you before. I don't know any werewolves.'

'Huh, strange then. Never mind.'

'It's nice to meet you though!'

'You too! How many of you are there in this house?'

'Six. There's us and our four kids. Three are teenage triplets and we've also got a six-year-old boy.'

'Lovely.'

'Do you wanna see them? Well, I'm not sure if Tristan'll want to come out of his room, but all the others are around.'

'Oh, I'd love to!'

'And don't worry about Tristan. I heard about what happened... I understand why he'd rather stay in his room.'

'Well, that's why you're here. To prevent any potential incidents from occurring within this house.'

'You have my word, sir. Nobody will come through that front door without my permission.'

'Hi! Are you the security guard?'

'Uh, hello! I am, yeah.'

'I'm Zeus.'

'Oh, darling...'

'I don't think it's appropriate for you to greet our new security guard in your underwear, do you?'

'Hey, I put pants on... And you don't always dress when you're going around the house...'

'Of course I do! Go on, get dressed.'

'Oh, alright.'

'...Sorry about that. He's started practising nudism. One of those phases, no doubt.'

'That's okay. Nudity was never a big deal in my family either.'

'I'm glad to hear it.'

'...Although it'd probably still be grossly inappropriate for me to see my employer's genitals!'

'Absolutely, I agree. You needn't worry about that.'

'Though if you do get flashed, accidentally or otherwise, please let me know.'

'...Will do.'

'So... about earlier.'

'...I'm so sorry about that.'

'N-Nothing to worry about... What did you end up finding?'

'...Quite a few explicit suggstions that seemed to be more aimed at couples that've been together for longer than we have.'

'I see... So... you're really interested i-in... that?'

'...Yes...? If - If it's too soon, I understand...!'

'No... I'm more surprised that you want to.'

'W-Well, only if and when you want to as well...'

'I'd like to, at... at some point. Some point soon, probably...'

'That'd be nice... There's no pressure, though.'

'I'm glad. That you're interested and that there's no pressure.'

'Of course I'm interested, you're gorgeous.'

'Thank you... You are too.'

'Thank you too.'