Right. We can grab your things and bring them back here on the way back after we look around the town.

[It's said with certainty and the soft clatter of a kettle going onto the stove. He grabs the little book of rules from the basket that's sitting in his kitchen and comes back out to lean in the doorway and read it.]

I don't see anything about it being illegal for people to live together. Um...

[Hold on a minute. Martin looks back at the basket. His mobile had been in there along with his glasses this morning when he'd pulled himself together to answer the door.]

Jon... did you have a basket with a letter and things in it at your place?