[Jaime follows Wally's tail until they arrive at the house, which lives up to Wally's promise. Its dust almost looks artful. He whistles under his breath, low and impressed as he floats over the gate before quietly landing in the weeds.] Very nice.
[He trudges through it towards the front door, eyeing the presumably broken doorbell.]
You don't figure anyone's just squatting here, do you?
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[He trudges through it towards the front door, eyeing the presumably broken doorbell.]
You don't figure anyone's just squatting here, do you?