Demitrius didn't seem to mind any of the people who were taking pictures of Tes. Actually, he didn't seem to even notice them. That leads to the question of, "Sorry about what?" Poor, clueless, soul. However, it didn't seem like he was waiting for an answer and he followed her to the baggage claim. Once she had taken her luggage, and Simon did so as well, he looked at her when she asked for a room. He then grinned. Fortunately for her, his family welcomed anyone and everyone who wouldn't tease, hate or spit at them still sticking with Hellenic traditions.

"Yeah, we have a spare room! Actually we have five so if anyone else wants to stay, we will happily welcome anyone." People often wondered why the Regas family was so open to strangers and it all boiled down to them having the need to share their blessings. It would be horribly selfish of them to keep everything to themselves and that's just not how their family works. "And yeah, I can drive. I got a pickup truck here for you guys." He pointed out.

When Tes said something about Ms. Musician going to New York for work, he nodded. "Yeah! I mean, it'll be sad if you leave but I'll be sure to buy your records and everything!" He said excitedly. She really could make such wonderful music. "Oh! We never exchanged names right Ms. Musician?" He quickly remembered. "My name's Demitrius, or Alex. Whichever you prefer." He said with a smile.