Gallows put the tea kettle on the stove. He was becoming accustomed to California life, and was even beginning to experiment with tea that wasn't iced. That didn't mean that he wouldn't dump about a pound of sugar into his cup once it was done, though. Still, it was a step in the right direction. He made sure the stovetop was set to the right heat, then closed the lid. The tea would be ready in a couple of minutes, by which time there would hopefully be people other than himself here to drink it. He also had a tray of shrimp out in the living room. He had cooked them in a slightly spicy New Orleans style. He had gotten the ingredients weeks ago, but hadn't had an occasion to make it. As soon as Four had texted him, he had sensed an opportunity--he had the feeling he had already swamped Rosetta with different New Orleans recipes a bit too much. This was a chance for some new victims--er, guests. Yes, guests.
Gallows sat down in the living room and began going over his notes on the Cryptopoly. He had moved a fair number of them out from his room to the living room. After all, if Four and Lux were going to come here to discuss Ladder business, he couldn't think of anything better to work on.