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Turning away from his place at the stove, Rick paused in his movement as the door to his home opened. Glancing through a window at the sky, and then back at the visitors, he nodded his head, turning his back to them momentarily to turn off the stove.
"Greetings," he said, his tone polite and formal as ever. He walked over to the table, sitting himself down as he looked up. "It's rather dark outside, isn't it? Somewhat on the cold side, yet the season doesn't feel right for that... Anyway, please, have a seat. We can chat over snacks, or perhaps play a game of some sorts."
















