Just as you ascend the steps to the porch, the door slides open. "Hey there!" calls the man wearing casual clothes, glasses, and short, brown hair. "Come on in! Would you like something to eat? Are you thirsty? Care to chat, play some games, or sit down and read? Actually, I'm a bit busy today, so the games will have to wait. But I have the ingredients to whip up a great meal, for the price of a smile." As you are about to enter, you notice a plaque next to the door, and a poly-fidelitous jumprope lying on the porch.
