Jim stepped into the house warily.  He needed to be careful not to give away any clues that he knew anything he shouldn't.  "Thanks, Ali.  Where's Bree?  I thought she'd be the one to open the door to her own house," Jim joked.  "At any rate, a little bird on my phone reminded me it was her birthday and I thought I would drop off a little something."  Jim indicated the two gifts in his hands, one decorated in birthday wrap and the other one just in a plain red paper.  "Is she in the bathroom?"