Oliver nodded with a smile, waited a moment and then turned towards the staircase which was a little further away down the small hallway and shouted in a tone that still was very mild and calm, "Fliss, Samuel and Roman are here now, come and say hello!"
Some hurried footsteps could be heard from the second floor but no girl coming down the stairs, "Give me a second I'm almost done!"
Oliver shrugged with a small chuckle, "Well then, let me show you into to kitchen while we wait,"
The man led everyone into the joint kitchen dining room area and gestured for them all to sit down at the table while he went back to the kitchen counter to continue what he had been doing before they got there. Which was baking bread apparently. The kitchen was quite homely in Samuel's opinion, decorated mostly in white and natural woods with some photos held up by magnets on the fridge, flowers in terracotta pots in the windows and a ceramic bowl with some apples in the middle of the table which would fit them all and still have two seats to spare.
"Was the drive here alright? The traffic can be kind of annoying here at this time of the day since a lot of people are getting off work," Oliver said as he started shaping the dough he had in from of him into smaller loafs, just making some casual conversation as one would do when inviting someone you don't know yet for dinner.
"It was okay, Roman drove, though, and he's a good driver so there usually aren't any other problems than it going a little slower," Samuel said, trying the best to act like the adult he was and actually talk to people despite not knowing them.
"Sweetie you're driving sometimes as well, right? You can't just let Roman drive because you don't like it, then you'll forget how to do it," so much for being an adult.
"Yeah mum, I drive too sometimes," Samuel sighed, it was true but he definitely didn't do it as much as Roman, he wasn't about to have this discussion with his mum now though.
His mother didn't have time to say anything more about Samuel's driving habits because in that moment Olivers daughter, Felicity apparently, came carefully walking in through the door, she was wearing a slightly oversized knit sweater in a greyish green colour, paired with a black skater skirt and a pair of black tights. Her long blonde hair was pulled back with a black hairband. She looked like quite an average teenage girl, but she was very cute, that much was obvious.
"There you are," Oliver said happily upon noticing his daughter, "Introduce yourself to our guest,"
"I was going to," Felicity insisted, and turned to Samuel and Roman with a small smile, "Hi, I'm Felicity, but literally everyone calls me Fliss,"
"Okay, we'll remember that,"Samuel smiled, she seemed nice, "I'm Samuel, this is my boyfriend Roman,"
After introducing Roman Felicity seemed to actually proper notice him and his looks, and as with most teenage girls, he seemed to have completely grabbed her attention. Samuel had no idea why his boyfriend managed to do that. Or well he did know, it was either because of his good looks or his flawless makeup, sometimes both.
"Okay, cool…Daddy, can I show them around the house?" she asked excitedly and soon Samuel and Roman were practically being dragged into the living room which was decorated in a similar fashion to the kitchen. White and browns seemed to be the main colours of the house.
"This is the living room," Fliss said, "And now when dad can't hear me I want to ask you about what eyeliner you're wearing, because the one I'm using is super dry and takes me forever to get right and I want to know which one to buy when I get my allowance,"