"I'll get it sorted," Dan replied, and then ducked back inside so he wasn't blocking Jack's way. He had some sharpies somewhere, he realized, so he'd mark the door later when he found them again.
Azzie brushed past him and went into the spare room, which was now his dad's room, and jumped up onto the bed. "Not your room, cat!" Dan pointed out from the doorway, but Azzie just ignored him and started giving himself a bath. "Oh yeah, that's great. Thanks, Azzie."