It was such an amazing house at first sight. Natasha was astounded, and stood on the spot, gawping for a few seconds. It was what she had always thought a mansion to look like. She saw that there were two doors, and didn't know which Erek would be in. She peeked her head round one door, but it was a dining room and no one was there. In the other, obviously, Erek was there, reading, his father in the room with him. She took a look round, books littered shelves where ever she looked - this was a library.
"Um, hi Erek, and..." she went to say Mr, but then realised that she didn't know Erek's surname. And 'Mr Erek's dad' sounded stupid, "you must be Erek's father. I'm Natasha."