Cyr reached into his pocket pulling out a crumbled 20 dollar bill. "Keep the change." He said bluntly handing the bill over to the taxi driver. Cyr turned from the taxi as it drove of to face the house he was to stay in for the week. "Why did I agree to this?" He muttered was he approached the front door, his duffel bag slung over his shoulder. He couldn't hear anyone inside so he assumed he as the first to arrive. Cyr patted around his pants pockets to find the key he was given.