"L-London, miss" he repeated. "It's a strange name. Sometimes I wonder if my dad had a sense of humor. Always told me a different reason every time I asked." He frowned a bit, but tried to put on a smile. "Its nice to meet you anyway. While I was down in the kitchen, I was wondering; do the two of you like lobster? I think its only appropriate to celebrate our first night up with some real New England fare? I can cook, almost as well as I write." He put on his best smile, he wanted to do his best to impress the girls. With no television in the house, they'd need to find some other way to keep entertained, and he figured cooking would keep him occupied most nights.