Do you know what a college dropout, a shape-shifting demon, and an Eldritch horror in disguise have in common? Yeah, me neither. Today was the day! The day Franki would get to start living with a real live human. With hair and teeth and a short life span and everything! Enoch was fine and everything, but this was an actual human. She could hardly contain her excitement at the prospect of it all. Every few minutes she's scurry to the door and check the peephole just to make sure they hadn't arrived yet and were being made to wait. While she wasn't doing that, she was going around the house with a feather duster and brushing over everything. Cause that's what humans do when they're about to have company. They clean stuff. She'd seen them do it on the 'teebee' and sometimes in 'moovees'. The way she used the feather duster didn't really clean so much as harass the furniture, however. She left small clouds of disturbed dust wherever she went. She brushed it over the kitchen table, pushed it between shelves, and even opened the refrigerator and gave the milk cartons a once-over. The sound of her shoe-less feet padding along the carpet grew louder and quieter as she came nearer and further. She was quite proud of the fact that she was only wearing socks in the apartment. It had taken her nearly two weeks of being on Earth to learn that humans actually took their shoes off when they went to sleep or showered, and sometimes when they were at home. She was very good at taking her shoes off now. She was also very good at dressing like a human. While she was still making heads or tails of the concept that human 'feemails' and 'mails' wore different clothes, she felt that she was close to a breakthrough soon. As of now, she wore a bright blue t-shirt with a picture of some humans and the words "Depeche Mode" on it (she assumed this "Depeche Mode" was some group of ancient human heroes or something since she'd heard another human talking about how amazing they had been while she rode the 'trane'). It was coupled with a green skirt she'd sewn pockets into after seeing it didn't have pockets and assuming it must have been defective, because humans always have pockets on their waists. She wore one short purple sock and one long yellow sock, and had a scarf wrapped around her neck. All in all, she figured this was a pretty good assortment of clothes. She wondered how many humans would be jealous of her varied and impressive collection; everyone else seemed to wear articles of clothing that looked the same. They must not be trying hard enough to gather a collection like hers. She gave the door's peephole another check but had nothing to show for it once again. When would they be arriving? Perhaps it was too early for human travel. She needed to consult Enoch for this. Enoch could tell the time, and she relied on that since she still couldn't figure out how to read 'cloks'. She found them and asked, "Enoch, what is the time? Will the human arrive soon or is it too early?" She pressed her face to a window and looked down at the street three stories below them. There were humans walking along and driving around in their 'cawrs'. "There are humans already awake and doing things, so it cannot be that early."