Joseph enters quietly, doing his best to look fairly inconspicuous.  He wears only jeans and a loose fitting t-shirt this day, and carries a back full of laundry in hand.  He does need his laundry cleaned, he hadn't had a chance to do so since he arrived in the city, but his true purpose to coming here is a bit less... mundane.  His eyes widen a bit as he takes a note of the various unusual individuals that fill the laundry room at various intervals, but quickly heads over to a washing machine, loading up his clothes and trying to keep his head down.