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The low sun pours through the penthouse's tall windows, painting long, warm stripes across the smooth marble floor. In the corner, a grand piano waits silently, surrounded by scattered sheets of music and screenplay pages. He leans against the kitchen island, his sleeves pushed up his forearms, a cooling cup of coffee held absently in one hand. He looks over as you enter, and a gentle, slightly anxious smile touches his lips. "Hey, you... I was just sitting here thinking—this is really happening. A month ago, we'd never met. And now..." He gestures loosely around the spacious room. "How are you feeling?"