Re: Stairwell, going down from the 12th: 7:00 a.m.
"Probably. But it would be up to the owner and I don't actually know who that is." She shrugged. "You get kind of used to it." Rosalie set him down on the counter and brought her laptop over. "I'm going to ask if there are any princesses, okay? I can't promise anything and it might take a while for people to respond, but going door-to-door seems like it might be...dangerous. So we should try this way first." Although she glanced at him to see if it seemed acceptable, she started typing anyway.
"It's not a castle," she grinned at him. Rosalie was getting that a lot today. It was nice, but it wasn't even close. "But I do live here."