`` i 'm happy you 're okay , '' he says . or his craving for her touch . she sat over him completely naked . his mouth opened as if to yell for the secret service outside the door , but foam sputtered out instead . in fact , walter 's house is a perfectly decent , little one-story suburban house with a perfectly decent ford explorer sitting out front . as far as she could tell , there was no such thing as an early evening fire in this town . he grinned at her as she spun under his arm . 