It was a warm and comfortable house that looked like it had been there for a hundred years or more, but had been excellently taken care of. Diva wandered inside, looking around in curiosity. The decor was as antique as the the house, but there were familiar elements there for both of them. But Diva's eyes widened in delight when she saw the piano in the parlor, which she immediately gravitated towards.

"Ah, maybe he will come? He could just be late, I don't know."

She lifted the cover, brushing her fingertips against the keys. "Ne, this is an old piano. It's really lovely, though."