"Built the place before I did the deed. Worked all kinds of magic into the crossbeams, foundation, everyplace I could ninja in a little discretion. If anyone looks too hard, they're not going to see anything but the local barkeep." He unlocks the door and gives a sharp whistle.

"Good. Because they're gonna sulk like there's no tomorrow if they don't get to say hi."

Three dogs come barreling down the hallway in a scrabble of claws, jingling of collars and elated barks. A giant golden retriever, a small terrier and a round little bulldog puppy that arrows directly at Sam's feet. "Guys? Sam. Sam? Guys."