Ivan reverted back into a human. "A driver's license. do you think I still have to carry one around with me even though I don't need one to drive myself? Theoretically, I mean." Ivan rushed to his front door to open it for Scarlet. Within, his house was only slightly cluttered. Upon entering the house, one would be in his living room, a rather large room with a TV maybe a bit bigger than twice the size of one of those miniature refridgerators and a couch fit for five to sit on. in front of the couch was a durable dependable coffee table. From the living room, they could either go to the kitchen or the guest bedroom. The kitchen was right around the size of the living room, seperated into two parts; The dining area and the cooking area. The dining area was no more than a part of the room with a table and chairs. The cooking area was just a regular kitchen, but Ivan liked that he could see the table from there. From the kitchen there were two doors: One that led to the living room, and one that led to Ivan's room. Ivan's room was half the size of the living room, meaning it was still pretty large. He slept in a king-size bed that someone gave him for Christmas because they felt bad that he had to sleep on the couch. His closet was attatched to this room, where he usually put his leather jacket before going to sleep. In his room there was a curtain that looked like a wall. If he were to move the curtain out of the way, it would connect his room to the guest bedroom. The guest bedroom was a room with a twin-size bed. Next to that was a nightstand with a table-lamp on it. There was also a massage chair in there that Ivan used to sit in when he was getting used to his new job. Finally, there was a door that connected the guest bedroom to the master bathroom. The master bathroom was the largest room in the house, just because Ivan had his old buddies from home build it that way. There was an enormous shower, a monstrous bath-tub that had a jaccuzi setting, a regular toilet, and a regular sink. In every room except the kitchen, one or two of Ivan's clothes were usually sitting around. "Welcome to the Grey Residence." Ivan said, giving an exaggerated bow.