A double doors opened off the main foyer and an older man stepped out, though the resemblance to Bazzer was unmistakeable. He was tall and lean like Bazzer, though his hair and wingers were mottled brown and white as opposed to Bazzer's pure inky black. At least he did not have a receding hairline or anything of that nature. Seeing a man out, he shook his hand, then turned, cocking his head at her.
"You must be Baz's mystery woman," he remarked once the man was gone. "I'm Dar, his father," he strode over and offered her greeting. "He had mentioned that you were shy."