[Jefferson & Billy]
As strange and odd as it was for Jefferson to turn up in what he knew to be the Addams residence it had an odd sense of familiarity and kinship to it which made him more comfortable than he probably should be.
Thankfully he'd fallen asleep at home in his dark suit from the party the night before and had yet to take his shoes off so he was at the very least dressed for the occasion. He'd woken in the Play Room it seemed, walls decorated with rapiers and room filled with an Iron Maiden, bed of nails, the rack and a lot of other items that were appropriately dark and macabre.
The sound of something scuttling across the floorboards drew his attention to a disembodied hand that was swapping and switching between a metal skate and the floor itself apparently keeping itself perfectly content with moving around like that.
This had to be some sort of dream, right? Still, Jefferson wasted no time in fully exploring the room itself and moving out towards the foyer where hopefully he would encounter another person.