Conal glanced in the mirror at the woman behind him, shaking his head. "No, it's mostly brick and ... stone, I guess you'd say."<em>Probably easier than trying to explain concrete.</em>he thought. "Some wood, some metal, but that stuff is mostly in the kitchen."<br/><br/>Conal drove the car as fast as was safe. He wanted to get home as quickly as possible, without any further strange surprises. For once it seemed luck was with him, as traffic was surprisingly light, and he hardly encountered a single red light or traffic snarl for the entire length of the journey. He glanced at the two women in the back, unwilling to ask if this was their doing.<br/><br/>He pulled up in front of his home, parking the car up and inviting them inside.<em>They can't come in unless invited, right?</em>he thought.<em>Or is that just vampires?</em>He gave a slight grimace as he flicked the lights on in the living room and drew the curtains. "Sorry about the mess." he said, moving some assorted research books into a semi tidy pile to make room on the sofa. "I wasn't really figuring on having company. Um .. let's see .. kitchen is along through there." His hand pointed towards the door they'd stepped through and curled around to the right.<br/><br/>"There's a lot of metal in there, so I'm not sure if you want to explore it. It's also where the food and drink is though. Upstairs is the bathroom, bedrooms, and what I jokingly refer to as my library. Do either of you need the bathroom, or something to eat or drink?"