Where a curtsy might make Raleigh very self aware and a little awkward, Spaghetti seems to appreciate the respect that she is so obviously due and hums low as she gives the visitor a once over.

"A million is a lot."

The girl doesn't seem to have brought any snacks as tribute (rude) but she seems nice enough. And just as Spaghetti is about to lament on that fact, Raleigh appears in the door and waves. Light from inside spills out into the darkness, illuminating his from the side - his big smile and waving arm before he comes jogging down the path to scoop Spaghetti up like a naughty child.

"Ariadne, hey. You make it okay?"

Spaghetti struggles and squirms to get up on his shoulder before bounding off into the night with a huff.

"She wasn't giving you a hard time, was she?"