Rosalie followed him out and showed him to the door furthest down the hall. "This one. Hang on, let me grab my key." It took her a second to find her wallet and dig a small shiny key out of one of the pockets. She unlocked the door quietly and finally lifted her head once they were inside. The place hadn't changed at all since the last time she had been here. Tastefully decorated in such a coordinating fashion as to have been professionally done, the entryway was mostly blue and Rosalie felt a little better at the familiar calm of it.