Lulu nibbled on the berries contently, getting juice in her fur. She was just cleaning it off when they arrived at a small house. The mouse cocked her head, wondering what sort of creature lived there, but she soon found out when the door opened to reveal a middle aged man, brown hair, and thick glasses. Lulu hopped down, sniffing up at the stranger, when he smiled and patted her on the head. "My, aren't you a friendly little one?" He smiled, as she purred, wiggling her tail. Bill looked up at her trainer, "I didn't forget about you, either. Come in, come in! I hardly ever get company anymore." With that, he beckoned the two inside. Lulu took the invitation immediately, scampering into the small home.