Tamara gets the movers to put the big and heavy stuff in the rooms, then she has them but the boxes with their stuff in the main room, for sorting out later. A few of the boxes are put in other rooms, just to make room on the living room and allow to walk around without stepping on stuff or hitting one's foot. Soon enough, the movers are done, and, before they leaves, Tamara gives them a nice tip for their work. She knows that they do not have the bets of job, and are not paid that much. The movers nods and are soon gone with their truck. The tigress looks around the mess that is the house, and sighs some, sitting on the couch while she thinks.<br/><br/>"Put that in the kitchen hun, we'll sort it out later." Then she takes a sip of water from a bottle, and checks that the big fridge is working. "That's good. Now, we must fill it up, or starve!" Checking her watch, she meeps. "That late already? Shops will be closed!" she said, before looking at Sar.