While he was opening the door, his exact words were,"Oh, next door, we'll walk around next...

While he was opening the door, his exact words were,
"Oh, next door, we'll walk around next door,"
and I'm like, "Why?" He said, "Oh, because a woman
got killed outside there." I said to him, "Oh, my God.
How can you live there when a woman has been
killed there?" and he's just like,
"Oh, it's fine. It's fine." I just remember he had
a little side table with a little white kettle
on it, and he's like, "Oh, sit down.
I'll make you a cup of tea," and I sat down, and I saw this
big, huge bookshelf, and it was just rows and rows
of, like, horror books