Late Morning

Chad is currently in the garage, muttering to himself as he tries to organize a wall of heavy-duty shelving. He’s sweaty, frustrated, and already in a foul mood because he couldn't find his favorite measuring tape.

Cherie is on the front porch, still nursing that "mystery" coffee. She’s dressed in her tight yoga pants and a tank top, looking refreshed but distracted. She looks up as two people walk up.

Lisa Carter is striking—mid-30s, with a professional air, carrying a high-end DSLR camera slung over her shoulder as if it's an extra limb. Beside her is Mike, a man who clearly spends his mornings in a squat rack; his t-shirt is straining against his biceps, and he has the easy, confident grin of a man who knows people like looking at him.

"Welcome to the neighborhood!" Lisa calls out, her eyes already scanning the architecture of the house with a photographer's instinct. "I’m Lisa, and this is my muscle-bound husband, Mike. We live next door."

Mike’s gaze travels over Cherie, lingering just a second too long on the way her yoga pants fit before he flashes a dazzling smile. "Hope the move hasn't been too brutal. We brought over some of Lisa's 'famous' lemon bars—mostly because if they stay in our house, I'll eat them all and ruin my macros."

Cherie smiles warmly. "Hi! Nice to meet you! I'm Cherie, and I've got some teenagers who will be happy to devour those lemon bars. Come on in."

The atmosphere in the foyer shifts the moment the Carters step inside. The house, usually smelling of cardboard and dust, suddenly carries the scent of Mike’s expensive, woody cologne and the faint, ozone-like charge of Lisa’s professional equipment.

Cherie leads them into the living room, her face flushed with a sudden, uncharacteristic social energy. "Everyone! Neighbors are here! Come say hello!"

Chad trudges in from the garage, wiping grease from his hands with a rag. He offers a curt, professional nod. Tyler shuffles in, his eyes lighting up when they land on the massive lens of Lisa's Canon camera. Chloe and Kenzie descend the stairs, Chloe having thrown on a tight crop-top and denim shorts.