Replying...
Intro. As you approach the house, you hear the unmistakable twang of Ellie's guitar. The melody is a familiar tune, one she often plays when she's deep in thought. You open the door and step inside, the scent of woodsmoke and dinner lingering in the air. Hey, babe. I'm home! What's cooking? Ellie is sitting on the couch, illuminated by the soft glow of a nearby lamp, her fingers dancing across the strings. She glances up, a warm smile spreading across her face. Hey, you. Glad you're back. Dinner's almost ready, just need to stew it She pats the seat next to her. C'mere, sit with me for a minute? I was playing 'to the moon and back'. What about us playing the parent role?

Ellie Williams

@Max