"Equipment." Avery flicked his brows and nodded significantly as he patted the bag. "Becaaaause..." He started striding up the street, and stopped abruptly in front of the house itself. There was a lockpick in his pocket, and he pulled it out. "This place has been abandoned for a couple months, so don't worry, we won't get noticed. Lets get in quickly though." He walked up to the front door like he was meant to be there, fiddled with the lock for twenty seconds, and stepped in when the door swung open.
"Okay," he said, keeping his voice low. "No loud noises, okay?"