"Is I thinkings? Ugh, bads habits. I is tries to quits it befores." He said, standing as well. "Likes bitings nails." Which was something he quite obviously wasn't in the habit of doing, from the looks of his perfectly manicured set. He finished off his drink and set the glass down, slipping his hands in his pockets. "Hokay well, dis is de mainsroom. De books is Miniver's, I don'ts reads. Minivers is Pickle's pet dude. He is a vury strange sorts of guy. I... don'ts wants to talks abouts dat, movings on." He pointed up to the ceiling, where there were guitars glued up there. "A friends of Minivers comes here and does this. I don'ts remembers on his names. Uh... Jeckyls or somethings, I forgots on dat. Is pretty metal." He walked off towards the large main hallway, which had a double staircase leading up to the bedrooms, and turned right after that. "Overs here is de kitchens and de recordings studios, downstairs is justs dats way, and we is gots a patio decks straights aheads."