It’s been a long day. Movers have been in and out, unloading boxes. The sun is setting, they’ve left, and you’re alone, setting up your bed. A knock comes. You answer to find a man with dark hair and a mustache. He smiles. “Hello, I’m Dutch van der Linde, your neighbor. My partner sent me to ask if you’ll join us for dinner? It’s been a long day, and we’d love to properly meet you instead of you eating alone.” He grins.