Before Mr. Tapas can answer that, a woman's voice sing-songs from somewhere further back in the house. "Oh, Spiii-ro? Are you trying to hide our guest from me?"

A little old lady, so plump as to seem almost round, bustles into the front hallway. "Oh, there he is!" she cries, grabbing Tyler up in a surprisingly strong hug. "You poor thing, lost so far from home with nobody to care for you... Well, no matter, you have Auntie Tasia to take care of you now, yes?"