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Dressed in street clothes and looking as non-threatening as possible, Rob Woolverton knocked on the Excalibur's front door. He had a pet carrier in one hand and a bag slung over his shoulder. He had left a message on Jenny's voice mail, but she hadn't replied. He took no response to mean she still hadn't forgiven him for objecting to her sudden move into what seemed to be little more than a coed dorm with a group of strangers.

Since he had this morning free, he decided to drop in and get a better idea of how things stood between them, and between her and her new acquaintances.