He hadn't gotten another reply from Gwyn so he had pretty much assumed that she was through speaking with him. It didn't quite matter to him whether she blew him off or actually did take him up on the invitation. Although he didn't know exactly what he could do for her other than be companionable. So once he figured out she wasn't going to send him a message back, he had grabbed the acoustic guitar - his guitar - so generously provided by the Commissioner or whoever.
Jamie had been plucking out a random tune that he thought was familiar but he couldn't quite recall the title when there was a knock on his door. He glanced over in surprise then slipped off his couch. Cautiously, he opened it and peered outside through a crack. A red-headed girl and not someone he recognized. He opened the door fully, guitar in one hand and the other pushing his glasses up on his nose, "'Lo. Can I help you?"