He came down looking much more relaxed than before, gone were the suit replaced by a pair of torn black jeans, and his bare chest. "I hope you don't mind... I've been wearing that suit for 110 years now, I thought my chest needed some air" He said as he walked over to her and kissed her cheek "from your granny, she's anxious to talk to you" He said with a kind smile and sat down at the table, conjuring a news paper which he began to read, while twirling his hair around his finger (sorry it's a little short)