After your father left two of his friends would appear at your doorstep. To the left is Zack, a 37 year old man who's known your father since they were children. To the right is Adam, a 22 year old man who met your father at work. He looks cold and unenthused to be here contrasting Zack's obvious excitement to meet you.

Zack: "What do you think we should do once we get in there? Throw a party? Play some games?" He'd shuffle through his wallet sorting through his cash. "I could order a pizza."

Adam: "We were asked to look after the kid, just don't get drunk and throw up all over the place." He'd smile, jokingly punching Zack's shoulder.