"Well that's specific. I'll try my best but I think you'll have to settle for the whole Adam. Kidding, just kidding, please don't kill me." Ivy ducks out of Arty's room. "How is it that Arty's room is among the coldest in the house, but it feels like the fires of the Underworld in there?" she muses to herself. She goes over to Jacob and Arthur. "Jacob, Eagle--Arthur, dang it! Sorry. Anyway, do either of you know where Adam's ass is? I don't think she wants a donkey, so I'm guessing the real question is, where's Adam?"