<div class="floatright">(http://i631.photobucket.com/albums/uu35/greytrail/Carterkilt_zpsfb43cb43.jpg)</div>Name: Carter<br/>Location: living room sofa<br/><br/>Shrugging, Carter hauled the bags over to one of the couches so they would be neat and reasonably safe out of the way. He had no idea if the rest of the keys had been found or who had them, so he couldn't be helpful there. Ah well, hopefully It'd gain him points with the ladies.<br/><br/>Sighing, Carter flopped down onto another of the many couches and automatically smacked the front apron of the Utilikilt so that he wasn't flashing the whole world. For now, he'd try the observer routine and see what he could glean. So he lounged back against the couch and splayed his arms along the back of it and propped one workboot onto the opposite knee. The arrogant lion pose had worked before....<br/><br/>So why not now?