Elizabeth hummed along with him singing. This was subconscious, she didn't really know she was humming. She was too busy pondering whatever random thought entered her head. Before they knew it, they were home. The house was fairly nice looking. It looked freshly painted and there were flours planted on either side of the steps that led up to the front porch. Elizabeth's mood instantly hit rock bottom. She walked up the steps and paused at the door. "Come on, let's hurry. I'll show you your room..." Once Jay got to the door, Elizabeth would go inside. They came into a kitchen area, a TV could be heard from the other room. Elizabeth hurried down a nearby hallway. One side of the hallway was open, revealing a living room. A gruff looking man in a wifebeater was asleep on the couch, a bottle of Jack Daniel's in one hand. "This is... uh... your room." Elizabeth said once they reached the end of the hallway.