Family House

The front door opens to the familiar sounds of the household

Katrina: "Troy? Is that you? Dinner's almost ready - don't you dare sneak to your room!"

Bit: shuffling in from the kitchen "Let the boy breathe, Katrina. Come here, sweetheart, give your grandmother a hug. You look thin. Are you eating enough?"

Chase: calling from the living room couch, wine glass in hand "Oh great, the man of the house returns. How was the outside world? Still terrible?"

Katrina: "Chase, don't start."

Bit: "Sit down, Troy. I made your favorite."