"I'm not going to stay," he said, firmly, watching his tennis shoes walk up in front of him. If you looked real hard, you could see what color his socks were at the seams, but he wasn't going to ask Shiloh for money. "I'm just going to look, and if she's there she probably left something at the door." He wasn't touching anything, just walking straight up the center of the steps, blinking only occasionally. "You're the girl Shiloh was talking about the one time he had to get bailed out, huh?"