Ed braces and pulls and lets go once the other man is on his feet. He pays the driver and heads up to the stoop, pulling out his key.

He presses his foot on a plank and there's a soft click. Then he unlocks the house and waits for Oswald to enter before coming in after and shutting and locking the door.

Inside is not pink. Inside is tastefully decorated, subdued with a lot of natural stained wood. There's a coat rack, a bowls for keys, some hooks where the collar goes... some umbrellas and a brass and wood cane, the handle shaped like a question mark in brushed metal.

"Do you want a wash, or just clean clothes? There's a spare room down here you can stay in for now, if you want. I can get food going in a moment."