Hazel shook Terrance's hands. The smell of pizza rolls sent a sudden gurgle through her stomach, and she wished she hadn't skipped lunch. She was quite thoroughly starving. 

"Nice to meet you!" She smiled up at him. He was a good eight inches taller than her! "I've not gone to see any of the games. Now that I know one of the players, I guess I have to, huh?" 

What she could see of the room beyond Terrance was just as impressive as the outside of the house. It was gorgeous inside. What would the kitchen look like? Hazel hoped Mark wouldn't mind her using it. There were so many people here, how could they not want someone who was willing to cook for them?

"Shall we go in? It's colder than a walk in freezer."