Symphony's eyes darted from Alex to drake as he exited the bathroom, and made his way down the stairs. She noticed a pair of eyes staring out of a room, she couldn't make out much, the door hiding most of the creature's form, but she could see blue, a lot of blue. "At least one." Symphony stared at the door, and the girl peering out from behind it. "Probably more, I doubt they'd go through all this trouble for one person. Well," She raised her voice a bit, "The sooner they come out of their rooms, and introduce themselves, the sooner we can get on with our days." she smiled sarcastically.<br/><br/>She turned, and took a few more steps down the stairs, "Alex, Meisha, you guys coming? I'm starving." She walked down the last few steps, hopping down the last two in one leap, her tail swaying in the air behind her. She looked on, as Drake downed a glass of steaming hot coffee, She would have commented, but the guy breathed fire... he could handle some coffee. She on the other hand, liked hers with loads of creamer. She walked past Drake on his way to the living room, and opened the fridge, it was fully stocked, meats, vegetables, dairy, cheeses. It was odd, but Symphony was so used to it, she had never had it any other way. The Apartments took care of their 'guests', made sure they ate healthy, so Symphony would have found it most unusual to find a bag of chips and some ramen in place of the colorful fruits and glazed ham that sat in the fridge now. She grabbed some creamer, and poured a cup of coffee, adding the vanilla cream and stirring with her fingertip; which she licked clean.<br/><br/>"Not bad, they've gotten better at the morning coffee, go figure." She walked into the living room, behind the winged man, and sat on her usual chair, a soft, comfy lazy boy, beige. "At least they've gotten better at something." She remarked. "So, who's the cook today? I'd volunteer, but I assume you people want to live past this afternoon."