Everything she showed us was way too opulent. I wanted something homey and nice but comfortable. The last house she wanted to show us was a little before midnight, and it was a Mediterranean transplant.

Not nearly as big as Johan's or even Tony's house, this place had everything my human mind could want. There was a pool and Jacuzzi, even a grotto. The backyard was any person's fantasy with a bathhouse and a walkout that was very open air. Italian travertine marble covered ...