[ Giovanni may be easily impressed, but also, he absolutely does think the entire thing is Saphir's house. What does he know about home ownership? He lives in his moms' basement!

Slightly disappointed at the vanished promise of cassowaries, Giovanni shuffles past Saphir and his pizza box into the house's interior. The decor is tasteful, or at least, that's how a normal person would see it. Giovanni sees it as unforgivably boring. If he had his own place, he'd be sticking baseball posters up everywhere - and where's the mad science lab??

He doesn't say any of that, though. He's a good guest. He does, however, eye the cockatoo critically. ]

...Well, I guess her talons are pretty large.

[ You know. Relatively speaking. ]

Aaaaand okay, fine, she's adorable. Pretty birdy. Yes you are! Yes you are.

[ Oh, right, someone who's not a bird lives here too. And he's offering him the grand tour, which Giovanni is super up for, though he balks at the beginning of the next suggestion. ]

No way, dude, I couldn't sleep in your room! You're already putting yourself out by letting me stay here in the first place! Couch it is.

[ He slides his suitcase across the floor to the nearest couch, which it bumps into with a satisfying thunk. ]

All right, Tour Guide Replicator, lead on!