You go into the living room to watch some TV while airing you naked wet skin out. There is a lady asleep on the couch. Chunky blond hair, roundish features, a cute doll face. You stand there dripping naked looking at her chest rise and fall with her breathes. You wander how to break it to her that this is your house now and that she will have to love you or move on. That's when the front door opens and her Man, a Marine veteran steps in with a bag of groceries. He says nothing at first, he puts the two sacks down and he walks right up to you and asks just what the fuck you are doing here? You cover yourself and explain your the new owner of this house now and that he and his Woman have gotta leave, along with all the stuff here. He looks at you calmly as he pulls his conceal carry .38 from his jacket. He actions it back and offers a deal. If you leave now you won't get filled full of bullets. Seems a reasonable offer and being the crafty business Man you are you take the deal and depart buck naked.