The two of them paused at the first of the three steps up onto the front porch. Man, some open doors were not welcoming, and that was so the case here--less hi-how're-ya, more come-in-so-your-skin-can-be-used-to-make-a-super-hero-cape-for-one-of-Hannibal-Lecter's-patients. Lash grinned. Whoever was in this house was so his peeps.