London heard the thumping upstairs and walked up lazily, poking his head around the corner with an awkward look of confusion, catching the end half of Esther and another girl jumping up and down and laughing. London took a sip from his iced tea, and spoke up.<br/><br/>"I see you've met Esther already," he said, a faint grin starting to form. "I, uh, I'm London. I guess we'll be staying together?" London's voice was a lot less sure of himself now that it was him initiating the conversation, not Esther. As he looked in at the two girls sitting on the ground, he couldn't help but think, if only for a moment, that he might be the luckiest man alive, to have two pretty women living with him like this.<br/><br/>"So, what do they call you, goldilocks?" he said, trying in vain to sound more sure of himself.