The house was a dump. It had to be one of the worst places she'd ever been in. But this is where Erik wanted to be, so this is where they were. And Betsy did everything she could to keep herself from mentioning how much she hated it, to anyone. Even Brian.
Brian was... somewhere. She didn't know, and she didn't like that she didn't know. It was really very important to her to know where he was at all times. And right now, she had no idea.
Which is what she was thinking about when she went into the bathroom and found it already occupied by Jamie. He wasn't actually using it though, he was apparently trying to fix it.
"I had no idea you knew anything about plumbing." Betsy lifted a brow and watched him. She leaned against the door. "Or are you doing something else under there that I don't want to know about?"