Barbara took his coat, tucking it away in the side closet before drifting over to the kitchen. She pulled out two large wine glasses and opened up a bottle of red wine, watching him take in everything with a little sense of pride. Ever since she'd be shot, she hadn't been overly sociable, but she'd cultivated a little nest for herself, one that only someone like Ted would really appreciate. It was almost sad, in a way, that she couldn't let him fully appreciate it.
"Sure, go ahead. You can take a look around." She brought him over a glass of wine. "And ask me anything you'd like--this is the interactive tour." She laughed, taking a sip from her own cup.