((You had just come home from a long day at work. Immediately upon entering your living room, you notice a mild odor. On your loveseat, a man with gray skin and long red hair is leaning on his side. He is snacking on what appears to be a human finger, and he’s enjoying it greatly.))

The man glances up at you with a devious look. He lets the dismembered finger hang from his mouth as he speaks. — Oh, honey, hello. I just had to give my old property a visit. It appears you’ve made it quite ugly.