Derek was speechless for a moment as Maya was the first to greet him. All he could do was manage a smile and a friendly wave. He tried not to stare, but he couldn't help but to notice the way she carried herself around everyone. She was always so cheery, so full of energy, that he couldn't help but to smile anytime he saw her, or whenever they accidentally brushed up against each other back in the hallways at high school. He knew there was something special about her, even if they didn't talk much. A smile from her always brightened his day, even if she wasn't smiling at him. This time, however, she was. He didn't have a good way to react to it yet.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Whew! Saved by the brother!</span>He jumped back a little, surprised by the jump that Shane had just made. He looked up at where the roof plateaued in front of a rather large window, and wondered if there was an actual room up there.<span style="font-style: italic">Damn.... That's gotta be what, forty feet or so? I don't quite think my body was built to fall that much. Maybe he's part cat too!</span>He chuckled to himself, looking at the window before snapping out of it, realizing that Shane had left again and that Maya's attention was back onto himself.<br/><br/>His chuckle stopped as his train of thought did, and so did his brain completely. Luckily, he was blessed with a few choice words that he choked out of his brain, and said somewhat fluidly from his lips. "Ah, that explains it. Tough break.." He was a bit surprised at himself for saying something mildly intelligent to her.<span style="font-style: italic">I guess this is a good start... being able to talk to someone I get nervous around... better late than never, eh?</span>This was definitely a personal victory.<br/><br/>With a graceful movement, he quickly turned around to face the truck and promptly forgot to move his legs right, and met the hard concrete. After a second, he jumped up excitedly. "I'm alright! Nothing to see here, folks." Figures. He just had to ruin a good moment by being a dork. Without too much noise, and trying to keep a smile, he opened the back of the truck and was pulling out a few things, stacked in his arms. "A few George Foreman grills, just in case we don't have a stove and still want something cooked." He took them into the house, but didn't have much time to look around. He finally found the kitchen and carefully placed the grills on the counters. These grills weren't the average sized ones that most people had. He bought the family size ones that could handle a good seven or eight burgers each, and get them cooked within ten minutes. Hell, he bought five of them, so other people could make other good stuff to go on burgers, or just to make more food quickly. A little bit of seasoning is all they needed for amazing dishes.<br/><br/>In the time he got back outside, the clouds had magically formed together and began a light drizzle. He was thankful that the truck had a large canopy on it, to fit some of their larger stuff. Hopefully the house already had a washer and dryer, or else they would need to arrange for someone to deliver a set. Running back to the truck, he grabbed a large, plastic container filled with eating and cooking utensils. "Does anyone have a free paw or two?"