The living room of Stella Maris' house has many comfortable armchairs, a sofa, and a piano. A cage with the door open is on the floor, but the answer to that unasked question hops into view: a gray rabbit that just happens to blend into the rug (not a nice feature if you're trying to avoid stepping on her). She twitches her ears at you before hopping back to her cage to grab a snack.
Bookcases line one wall, starting next to the brick fireplace. The books are of every concievable kind, including what appears to be a book of Yuletide carols. You notice that there is no television.
A flyer sits on a nearby table.
The rabbit hops up and sniffs you, then wanders off. You realize that that's all there is in the living room.
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