"Check." Jesse grinned. Always knock on Jo's door. That would be a lesson he wouldn't soon forget. Not if the girl was keeping guns all over the place.
"It's a nice house." He nodded. "A bit more... erm... humble than I'd imagined you livin in. Kinda picture a quiet gal in a flowered sundress with that fence outside. And the couch doily. Didja crochet it yerself?"