Hanzo watched Vincent click across the hardwood - it was obvious he was trying to be careful on the floor. "I'll order some rugs," he said. He would also have to convert the office into a bedroom, which was also a rather minor thing, but important. "I'm going to take a shower, go ahead and explore. Let the porter in when he comes in." He pulled a fifty from his wallet. "This is for the food. No change back." Then he headed out of the living room. A few minutes, the sound of the water started up.

Sure enough, there was a knock on the door only a few minutes later, and it was the porter, the bags of shopping in a wheeled cart. He hardly blinked at Vincent, obviously used to pets having the run of the house. "Where do you want the bags?" he asked, starting to unpack the cart, waving away any attempt at helping Vincent might have made.