London grinned at Esther's eagerness. As she grabbed his bags and carried them inside, he could only grin. She dropped the bags in the dining room, and went about exploring the kitchen, as he wandered over to the living room and tested one of the couches by falling face-first onto it. The soft cushions made his fall pleasing, and he stood up again as Esther walked into the room and began to ascend the stairs, insisting that they check out the bedrooms. London followed afterward, lazily climbing the stairs with his awkward two-at-a-time gait, until he reached the top. Esther went to the room across the parlor, and London turned to his right and opened the first door, and found a bathroom. Shaking his head, he moved to the next door over, which opened into a cozy bedroom with a big bed with a blue comforter.<br/><br/>"I like this one," he called out into the parlor. Tossing his bags into the corner, he went back downstairs to the kitchen, and grabbed a can of iced tea out of the bottom rack of the fridge, then jumped onto the counter next to the stove and waited for the others to arrive.