Monke with Chad

"How's the house treating you?" I asked with a nod of my head upward. Nicholas smiled and invited me in.

"Better than my old one, at least." Nicholas gave off a hearty chuckle and offered me a seat on a large couch inside the living room area. The room was spacious, large enough to accommodate my giant self, not that the man in front of me wasn't any smaller, however. "Want some ale?"

"No thanks, I'd like to stay sober." Taking a seat on the couch, I marvel at how comfy the seat is. "Nice house, though. My compliments to the builder."

"Ha! Stop giving yourself compliments." Nicholas laughed good-naturedly and took a seat on the couch on the opposite side of mine. I laughed at his retort. He's partly right, though. I'm not the one who built the house, but I am the one who supplied it. "So, what brought you to my humble abode?"

"I'm here to propose a new deal." At this, Nicholas perked up his head, his eyebrows raising ever so slightly in curiosity.