He didn't like the paintings either, but...something in his mind was  telling him they needed to stay. The way his mind had been working since he saw  them, was beginning to freak him out  really. It wasn't normal for him to think that way. "They are just normal homey paintings, what is it that you don't like about them my dear?" Those  words came out without him  wanting to  say  that, almost like something was  forcing him to keep them  up. It  seemed  a  bit silly to be  freaked out by paintings, ones  that  seemed so normal even so. Maybe it was just his logic taking over.<br/>Leigh then sighed  the paper, getting a strange feeling at  the way the agent was staring at  them. But, he  tries  to not think too much about it. "I can get one of my friends with a truck to help us move. no need for that..unless the moving service is  free?" He is a bit of  a cheapskate, being in the job he is..he learned how to manage money well.