Jen's dad greeted me when I arrived. Nice man. Gave me the rundown of the place and asked me to call or knock if I needed anything. I didn't, so I didn't. They gave me more than enough privacy. Neighborhood was nice, mostly quiet. There was a large man carrying an fireman's axe, walking down the street cursing loudly (seriously). This happened at about 7am on Wednesday. He passed through, and that was that. Very strange.