Brad

Brad waits for a few minutes, till the shower's going, then he gets up and checks things out.

It doesn't take him long to assess the situation.

This couple is working way too hard, they're obviously exhausted. There are so many signs, from the post-its to the piles of files.

They're financially strapped. Who else eats mostly pasta and frozen pizza?

The bitch is on the pill. Her prescription is taped on the fridge with a post-it of all things: "buy before end of month, stocks low". There is also a list of essential oils that interfere with that particular pill. Brad snaps a pic, just in case. You never know.

The guy's a wimp, or a nerd. Seriously. Most likely both. Warhammer shit. Resin models of those ridiculous Japanese schoolgirls. A whole library of manga. And yeah, obviously they're not Jenny's.

Then Jenny's phone beeps.