[color=00746b]"No, actually I had just pulled up when..."[/color] T.J. trailed off and put on a weak smile as the landlady opened the door and graciously welcomed them into the house. Stepping inside the large building with his bags over his shoulder, T.J. placed them down immediately inside. While the others conversed, T.J. looked the place up and down, it was well decorated, a bit old, and there was some dust doing its utmost to stay hidden from sight. Perfection. His eyes drifted and he could swear he heard something clinking around in the kitchen, but he could see nothing but a couple of tea cups on the table from where he stood.