Tristan didn't have a whole lot of laundry. He never really did since his suits were always sent off to be dry cleaned. It meant his laundry day consisted of wasting time while his sheets and pajamas washed. He'd have jeans and tee shirts in there too, but not many.
"Darn. Beat me down here." He said as he walked through the door of the laundry room and saw Harvey playing with the little green army guys on the floor. "Guess that means you get extra quarters today."