[center][h3]5:35 PM[/h3][/center]

"This so-called [color=6ecff6]house[/color] sounds like something out of a late night TV show."

Allan was seated in one of the living room's easy chairs, Bess curled up on his lap with her head nestled in the crook of his arm. He was staring idly at...nothing, really, but was listening into the conversation that had started across from him. By this time everyone had somehow convened in the living room; there was Linus across the way, book in hand as he checked out the camera. There was Adrian, standing behind Nicki, giving her shoulders a squeeze. And there was Taisto, slumped face down on one of the recliners next to the couch. Everything as it should be. 

"Where do you suppose this [color=6ecff6]house[/color] is anyway? These notes don't specify a location, does he?"