Sam gave Cole another nervous glance, and he got the feeling they might have to watch themselves for the next eight months or so -- which was why, even though he was thinking about that doorway loophole himself, he didn't say anything about it.

"I can start on that tomorrow then," he said as he fumbled the notepad open to a blank page and started to scribble. "Let's see, smoke detectors . . . stuff for the window seat . . . we're gonna need to pick out paint and stuff, too, gods, what am I missing?"