Jason shut his car door, heading up the front steps. He was dressed in his daily work clothes- suit coat, dress shirt, dress pants, tie. After stepping into the house and feeling the warm air hitting his face, he sighed slight, moving to the closet by the door. Taking off his suitcoat, he put it on a hanger and slipped it into the closet. "Hello, whose home?" he called out with a smile. He had seen Rachel's car in the driveway. He continued to remove clothing, stripping off the dress pants and putting them on a hanger before doing the same with the tie and shirt, finally discarding his boxers into the clothes sack. He didn't care whether they got wrinkled.<br/><br/>Walking into the living room, he sat down in his chair with a contented sigh, glancing over at his eldest daughter, Rachel. He had long-since trained his eyes not to wander, though he did sometimes glance at his daughters bodies. And his wife's, but that was acceptable. With a smile, he asked, "So, anything interesting at school today?" he asked. He was the kind of person that liked to be aware of what was happening to the ones he loved on a daily basis. He cold hear Jimmy's moving around in the kitchen, and called to him as well. "Hey, Jimmy, mind bringing me a glass of water while you're out there?" He asked.